$ki Mask The Slump God - sh** Talk lyrics

[Intro: Ryan Santan] Hi, my name's Ryan You might wanna turn this the f** up Slap this sh** on your muthaf**in' 808s (OR THEM TITTIES, b*tch) Or them titties Muthaf**in' flexin on these b**h a** n***as [Verse 1: $ki Mask] Feel like Mr. T, A n***a 'bout to T up b**h can't f** up my re-up [?] With the feet up [?] but no diva Ay, Move that work, Magneto, Ay My plug look like Carlito, Ay Best in the booth on the East Coast (Mmm) Got my chest feeling like Cee-Lo Green Lean, mean, making-money machine Off the coke keys I be sleep off the lean Donkey Kong the p**y, hit it like BLING At the gates of hell I still got on 'Preme Oops, what I spilled, Sauce, Ay What I want, Porsche, Ay Running man, gone, Ay Throwing money, Randy Moss I'm smokin' on cannabis feeling like Hannibal Handle your fade and I damage it (Mmm) Puncture my enemies, I'm the best candidate Drip for the cash and I ran with it (Mmm) Palace on my body, I'm the man (Mmm) Tatt on my body, joanna man (Mmm) f** with that drama spray llama man (Mmm) Told her the drama, no island, man hey! [Verse 2: Pollari] I f**ed that hoe on the beach, yeah Slump move that sh** by the key, yeah All of these hoes they on me, yeah 93 Octane my seat, yeah I got gold on my teeth, yeah I got some gold on my rings, yeah I got your hoe in my sheets, yeah f** that 'lil b**h for a week, yeah All of these b**hes they need me, yeah I move that water like Fiji, yeah All of these n***as they hating like Bynum I can't see none of 'em, Stevie, yeah Lil b be s**in' my peepee, yeah Foreign hoe looking like RiRi, yeah I think that boy wanna be me, yeah I drop the top so you see me, yeaaah