THOT SLAYER 

On the strip 
Camera man takin flicks
Nah this aint nothing new 
Roll me up that grabba
I got gas no I aint smoking boof
Either I’m at work 
Or I’m tryna stack this money foo 
Always on the same shit 
But you know this money new 

Shawty posing for that flash 
Im tryna stack this bankroll
Catch me up on ig 
I be flexing wit yo main hoe 
Might hit my faze form 
Thot Slayer 
Cape on 
Might it my rain dance 
Shining wit these chains on 

Yea im high again 
Rolling up them grams 
Catching paper planes 
No where I can land 
Imma swerve the vert 
Catch me switching hands 
She got fuck wit me 
She don’t even know her mans 

On the strip 
Camera man takin flicks
Nah this aint nothing new 
Roll me up that graba 
I got gas no I aint smoking boof
Either I’m at work 
Or I’m tryna stack this money foo 
Always on the same shit 
But you know this money new

THOT SLAYER (Prod.V)

UNFAZED


Been mixing wit v

Got this shot going crazy 

New fit 

New kicks 

Im going crazy 	

Really bout my bands 

I said fuck you pay me

Nigga talking out they ass

 But that shit don’t  faze me


I can’t let no Nigga take me out my groove 

Know they watching us 

Really jockin moves 

In my bag hoe

Bitch im bout the loot

Different color jewelry shining like the moon 

Swerving while im switching lanes 

Dior mix wit Helmut lang 

Broke shit I can’t entertain 

Really popping shit 

Watch me do my thang 


Been mixing wit v

Got this shot going crazy 

New fit 

New kicks 

Im going crazy 	

Really bout my bands 

I said fuck you pay me

Nigga talking out they ass

 But that shit don’t  faze me

UNFAZED

UNFAZED (Prod.V)

Lyrics + @worldkontrol 

Really I can’t take no days off 
Tryna get it , Gotta work my ass off
Really I can’t take no days off 
Tryna get it , Gotta work my ass off
- 
They say take a break 
What the fuck I need take a break for 
Ouches Tryna get these m’s
Hoe im bout my bank roll
Niggas steady talking out they ass 
But don’t want no smoke 
I can’t deal wit dumb niggas 
I cant deal wit stupid hoes 
-
All Talk 
I can’t even see the proof 
Bitch im bout the check 
You know I stay wit the loot 
Gotta get this shit 
U know this aint nothing new 
I just want the Vett
Just so I can chop the roof 
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Really outchea tryna get 
Hoe u know whats good 
Really outchea tryna get 
Hoe u know whats good 
Really outchea tryna get 
Hoe u know whats good

Hoe you know im good 
-

Geeked as fuck 
Swerving while im making plays 
All that dumb shit 
You know I can’t entertain
What we talking for 
Cash aint even in exchange 
See me Popin shit 
Why they think that we the same
- 
Really I can’t take no days off 
Tryna get it , Gotta work my ass off
Really I can’t take no days off 
Tryna get it , Gotta work my ass off
- 
They say take a break 
What the fuck I need take a break for 
Ouches Tryna get these m’s
Hoe im bout my bank roll
Niggas steady talking out they ass 
But don’t want no smoke 
I can’t deal wit dumb niggas 
I cant deal wit stupid hoes

NO DAYS OFF

ON THE SCENE LYRICS 

Shawty like my swag  
Shawty like my steez
Fashion killa steppin in these denim jeans 
Counting up this cash 
This feel like a dream 
Now we poppin out we flexing on the scene 
Yea 
On the scene 

Yea 
Aye 
Can’t go no where without my tool
Got a stick on that body 
Don’t play wit these niggas 
I know that they foo 
I don’t do no Bacardi 
I sip on that Henny 
I pour up the juice 
I pulled up on lil shawty 
We hop box the whip 
now she in the mood 

Hey 
Aye Chris 
Aye Chris
Hey 
Aye Chris 
Big body I hop on the whip 
Fashion show when I walk on the strip 
Counting up shawty know that I lit 
In Atlanta I’m flexing and shit 

Aye 
Yea Yea 
Counting up yea I’m doing this shit 
Yea 
Aye 
In my bag yea I’m doing this shit 

Shawty like my swag  
Shawty like my steez
Fashion killa steppin in these denim jeans 
Counting up this cash 
This feel like a dream 
Now we poppin out we flexing on the scene 
Yea 
On the scene 
Yea

On The Scene (CC+)

THOTSLAYER  LYRICS 

On the strip 
Camera man takin flicks
Nah this ain’t nothing new 
Roll me up that grabba 
I got gas no I ain’t smoking boof
Either I’m at work 
Or I’m tryna stack this money foo 
Always on the same shit 
But you know this money new 

Shawty posing for that flash 
Im tryna stack this bankroll
Catch me up on ig 
I be flexing wit yo main hoe 
Might hit my faze form 
Thot Slayer 
Cape on 
Might it my rain dance 
Shining wit these chains on 
Yea Im high again 
rolling up them grams 
Catching paper planes 
No where I can land 
Imma swerve the vert 
Catch me switching hands 
She got fuck wit me 
She don’t even know her mans 

On the strip 
Camera man takin flicks
Nah this ain’t nothing new 
Roll me up that grabba 
I got gas no I ain’t smoking boof
Either I’m at work 
Or I’m tryna stack this money foo 
Always on the same shit 
But you know this money new 

Shawty posing for that flash 
Im tryna stack this bankroll
Catch me up on ig 
I be flexing wit yo main hoe 
Might hit my faze form 
Thot Slayer 
Cape on 
Might it my rain dance 
Shining wit these chains on

THOTSLAYER

4 THE PEOPLE LYRICS

Shawty call me the man
One of One 
I don’t fuck with niggas 
No one on one
Yea my team gonna eat 
Put on everyone 
Working OT we grind till we see the sun 
Yuh
Yuh 
Aye 
Aye Man 
Check Me Out Man 
Young worldwide Getting this money man
We on some worldwide shit 
Fuck you talking bout 

See these jeans not Tommy 
You rappin for life 
This a hobby 
Flexing on niggas 
Can’t stop 
Nun of these niggas can stop me  
Not with the team 
Why you jockin
Im 4 the people Like robin  
Niggas hate me cause they flopping
Pussy boy you a simp 
You not poppin 

Shawty call me the man 
One of One 
I don’t fuck with niggas 
No one on one
Yea my team gonna eat 
Put on everyone 
Working OT
We grind till we see the sun 
I be deep in her mouth just like bubble gum 
You be in her dm
You ain’t getting nun 
Bitch Im heaven sent 
I got the halo
Bitch Im rocking all white 
That the yayo 
Rip to my nigga Lil Yeago 
If I said it He get you 
Case closed 
Got a cease and desist 
Stay low 
I don’t fuck wit no crease 
Fazo 
Can’t do it 
Can’t fuck wit no broke hoe 
Most you niggas don’t even know bro code 
Hit you wit that finesse
Cause you let me tho 
She my favorite But I had to let her go 
Sloppy seconds 
I can’t even fuck wit those 
I just got a new bitch 
You know how it go 
I just dive in that pussy 
geronimo
Fuck that Jetta 
Yea I whippin audi doors 
I told all the fuck niggas 
Adios 
They didn’t believe had to let em’ know 
Damn 
Damn 
   
Im on X games 
Im so fly 
Im on good dope 
Im so high 
Shawty she flashin me 
We on Live 
Bitch I been poppin 
Stay in yo line 
Bitch 

Cdg 
Not Tommy  
You rapping for life 
This a hobby 
Flexing on niggas 
Can’t stop 
Nun of these niggas can stop me  
Not with the team 
Why you jockin
Im 4 the people Like robin  
Niggas hate me cause they flopping
Pussy boy you a simp 
You not poppin

4 THE PEOPLE

UNFAZED LYRICS 

Been mixing wit v
Got this shit going crazy
New fit 
New kicks 
Im going crazy 	
Really bout my bands 
I said fuck you pay me
Niggas talking out they ass
But that shit don’t  faze me

I can’t let no nigga take me out my groove 
Know they watching us 
Really jockin moves 
In my bag hoe
Bitch I’m bout the loot
Different color jewelry shining like the moon 

Swerving while I’m switching lanes 
Dior mix wit Helmut lang 
Broke shit I can’t entertain 
Really popping shit 
Watch me do my thang 

Been mixing wit v
Got this shit going crazy 
New fit 
New kicks 
Im going crazy 	
Really bout my bands 
I said fuck you pay me
Niggas talking out they ass
But that shit don’t  faze me

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