Slim Chances

Ayo what the fuck i just heard Through the grapevine these Bitches mad cuz im on da jet Flyin round they talkin shit When i turn my back im not Around keep playin wit me Imma shoot my tech 9 they Gassed you up so you ended up on Dateline had my name all up in dem Headlines bitches talking shit they Drinking henn they saucy they Taking pictures when i pull up In the masi my flow so sick nose Runny it's snotty the way i rap They think i joined the illuminati It's rainy outside no that's tia bussin Money gun she goin stupid goin Dummy she don't shoot out no Ones 10 years ago i wasn't even Slammin masi doors now i throw It up like suicide doors you want A feature well i'm taxing uncle sam Hoe had dem racks up when you Texting for a future feature Slim chances yeah yo future lookin Real bleekish Slim chances yeah yo future lookin Real bleekish Slim chances yeah yo future lookin Real bleekish I get money then i stack it up real Neatish I fuck a nigga bitch i name her 9 to 5 cuz she givin head like she On her job double cuppin yeah i Pour it up promethazine yeah Dat codeine dat be bringing out da Best of me i buy a crush i stir it Up and mix it i bet iyanla couldn't Even fuccn fix it i released the Hottest track so you know i'm on Ion need no feature i rap my shit Alone Slim chances yeah yo future lookin Real bleekish Slim chances yeah yo future lookin Real bleekish Slim chances yeah yo future lookin Real bleekish I get money then i stack it up real Neatish Let me talk my shit cuz i can back It up hoppin on and off the jet I been goin up i be flyin Shot gun don't do no coach no moe Lay flat seats across the pond Drinking champ i pour Flight attendant fine as fuck I grab her on her ass took me To the galley didn't think i had A chance but i had a chance When she saw the duffel bag Full of racks then i toss it up And get it back like a boomerang Rewind dat shit i got dem racks Omg i gotta bag so i gotta brag You see the money piling up i Make it last this song is for Then hatin ass hoes who ain't Got no bag Slim chances yeah yo future lookin Real bleekish Slim chances yeah yo future lookin Real bleekish Slim chances yeah yo future lookin Real bleekish I get money then i stack it up real Neatish Well let me pop my shit again Cuz i ain't bring it up Bitches don't be puttin in but Always gotta cup if you wanna Drink wit me we gotta jack it up Take yo broke ass home if you Ain't gotta nuff