Lyrics

Yeah, I came to slay I came to slay, I came to slay I came to slay, I came to slay I came to slay I came to slay, I came to slay I stay with the muscle The bag is okay You know what the hustle Move outta my way I came to slay, no I came to slay Soon as I walk in the room I'ma just light up the room Look how I'm carrying these bitches I just bodied the room I came to slay, I came to slay I'm making a mess in this club Move, fuck out of my way I came to slay, check out my gear I came to stay, ain't going nowhere Hating ass bitches, y'all better beware Dick and breath ohh, bitch I am here I do not care, you can compare Throwing designers, that's all that I wear Whipping up on those up in the ear I am a monster you better be scared I came to slay, I came to slay I stay with the muscle The bag is okay You know what the hustle Move outta my way I came to slay, no I came to slay She came to slay, she came to slay She came to murder these bitches Then none of these bitches They barely could stand in her way She be so fly, get carried away Paulika walker, ass in the way Chanel on her arm, her bag for the day Bum ass bitches get buried today hey Pull up in papa like mama marol She not at every show Look how she style on these hoes She don't want rep with these hoes She only fuck with the realest of niggas You just a regular nigga She don't do regular niggas She not a regular nigga I came to slay, I came to slay I stay with the muscle The bag is okay You know what the hustle Move outta my way I came to slay, no I came to slay
Writer(s): Alan Joshua Wilkis, Elizabeth Mayhew Ryan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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