Slump6s – proud Lyrics
Artist: Slump6s
Song: proud
Oh, what’s on my feet? Oh, that’s Prada [Uh
You don’t got sh#t to be proud of
I’m at the top, you stuck at the bottom [Uh
That b#tch tryna take off her bottom
I rocked some boots in L.A. and forgot ’em
It’s pretty obvious why you is not him
That n#gg# only get high off of blinker
The way that she give up the brain, mathematical thinker
I’m ringin’ bells like I’m Tinker
That boy a fiend, tried to f#ck her the second he linked her
You wanted smoke? We can link up
I need a book, all the crazy #ss sh#t that I think of
I’m in the back of the back that I breach, uh
I’m in the back of the, uh, let’s go
I’m in L.A. with lil’ Wesley
I’m finna f#ck on that ho, and he takin’ her bestie
I wanna play with a Bessie
Just took a test up in school, n#gg#, please do not test me
My brother die, they gon’ have to arrest me
‘Cause I’ma kill every n#gg# that try to correct me
Your b#tch on me, she caress me
I’m on that top floor, kickin’ sh#t like I’m Jessie
[One, two, hm
Can’t f#ck with these n#gg#s, I can’t
I carry these n#gg#s, I’m holdin’ the weight
She wanna f#ck it, I told her to wait
b#tch, I got kids I don’t know, like I’m Drake
Drac’ puttin’ a n#gg# away
Drank all in my cup, Minute Maid
Sippin’ that Wock’, I’ma steer off
All of this sh#t that I know could knock n#gg#s’ career off
Your diamonds really a
I’m smokin’ gas, n#gg#, I ain’t drinkin’ no Smirnoff
Hold up, let me turn the beat off
Feel like my n#gg#s, they shootin’ for three, that’s a bucket
You can look at my chain, but don’t touch it
Just like a buzzer beater, bro, this sh#t get to clutchin’
All of my pieces be punchin’, of course
Said, “f#ck a college, ain’t takin’ a course”
Only class I really needed was
And my occupation been makin’ more money than yours
I know I’m makin’ way more than my teachers, but I go to school just to say that I did it
Every time that they call me a one hit wonder, I tell ’em, “I’m rich, you f#cking idiot”
You better take off that Prada [Uh
‘Cause you don’t got sh#t to be proud of
I’m at the top, you stuck at the bottom [Uh
That b#tch tryna take off her bottom
I rocked some boots in L.A. and forgot ’em
It’s pretty obvious why you is not him
That n#gg# only get high off of blinker
The way that she give up brain, mathematical thinker
I’m ringin’ bells like I’m Tinker
That boy a fiend, tried to f#ck her the second he linked her
You wanted smoke? We can link up
I need a book, all the crazy #ss sh#t that I think of
I’m in the back of the back that I breach, uh
I’m in the back of the, uh, let’s go
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Release Year: 2022