Central Cee & J Hus SLAUGHTER Lyrics
I make gyal wet, call her Mami Water
When I enter the club, I’m Rich Porter
I don’t bust my gun, now I give the order
I be pimpin’ forever cah I’m immortal
If you wanna give life, pum-pum’s the portal
Stacking bare bread, that’s for my daughter
You gon’ have my yute, never abort her
“Don’t trust no man”, that’s what I taught her
Every money I make, give her a quarter
Spend the rest on waps cah it’s important
My first shotgun, had to cut it shorter
Go to the other side, and we slaughter
Who’s the suspect? It’s a mystery
Broad daylight, don’t care if a kid see
Do it in the park, in front of your pickney
Do it on a date, in front of habibti
Yo, let me get back in the car quickly
Before they ask, “Can I get a pic’ please?”
We got a pole, but it’s no striptease
But there’s dead presidents in the air, indeed
Who’s the victim? ‘Cause I know it ain’t me
Eight weeks in the T straight, age eighteen
Drum gon’ beat, but I ain’t Tay Keith
Put on the flash, make a man say, “Cheese”
Ain’t a freak, what the fuck you pullin’ up for?
I thought that it’s beef, but they ain’t pullin’ up though
Spent ‘nough dough on a long nose, Dumbo
They ain’t on, so why the fuck we got guns for?
I’m tryna see the opps fall, and see the money pile up
Try put a body in the air like mile-high club
If you knew what I spent on all of these firearms
My financial advisor wouldn’t advise it
Pull up on you now, girl, I wanna try some
All of the Chanel, I put on my side one
Not to mention the shit that my wife got
Quarter million, I wire it, send it to Icebox
Side quest, leave a side man dead on a sidewalk
Bro pull up in a dinger, he turnin’ your lights off
You ain’t done nothin’ till you put your guys on
All the business that I stood on, I did it for my block
My first shotgun, had to cut it shorter
Go to the other side, and we slaughter