Letra de 'lSleazy Flow' de NLE Choppa

Ayy, might as well put the chalk down, it's a walk down he ain't gettin' away
Turned into a hawk down 'cause he ran, but landed on his face
And my choppa clean up on aisle Trey, this a dirty Drac'
Bullets touch 'em up like Patty Cake, beat his chest like a ape
All I heard was: Hold up, wait, and then I lined him like a tape
Next time that he wake up gon' be at his wake, that's on his grave
Slide to his funeral, hit 13 in 30, McGrady
I bе fuckin' on Keisha 'cause she lovе to set niggas up
She be givin' me the drops and she don't leave a drop of nut
Told her: Slut me out, she responded: You know I'm a slut
Then I walked out the house, hit yo' block and then we flipped the truck
Remember I went out back in December
It was a cold-ass winter, but we had heat out the window
Left that boy up in the ditch
I should've walked up and finished you, but the job already done
You live in fear like your niggas, them pussies
Ridin' presidential in the 'Lac, the killers in the back
I'm behind the passenger seat with no seatbelt, but I'm strapped
Yeah, I play with crystals and shit, but I still would get you tapped
The lifestyle I live helped me in court, so keep calling me cap
Why you mad your bitch be choosing? 'Cause we winnin' and you losin'?
She say she go dry when y'all be fuckin', when I hit jacuzzi
Eeny meeny miny moe, too many toolies I be usin'
FN like a groupie, it fuck you the first night we into it
Ayy, my pockets full like Baby nem
Boy, your ass is not a threat
Ask around you know I'm here, might get you killed without a check
Killin' out the strength don't make no sense
I got power like Cent
Them niggas that you with got bent
How you spinnin' and you get spinned?
We flush 'em on some toilet shit
It's been a while since he been missin', someone tell the lead investigator to abort the mission
Bitch, I'm known to chop a nigga up
Momma, she from Kingston
Only way you find a nigga body, if you go and fish it
And when it's real you gon' feel it
I'm vegan but I'm beefin' like a Philly
Killings on killings, I got millis on millis stacking and piling up to the ceiling
This a wonderful feeling to be in this position comin' out of Memphis