Spilled by Lil Slae Lyrics

[Intro]
Oh my god Slae

[Verse 1]
Got the .45 on me, yeah, it fuck up the scene
You sipping on Pepsi while I be sipping on lean
The Ricky, the leather, yeah, that shit on my jeans
M4 got a red dot, it blow out ya spleen
Hellcat jump, Hellcat speed, yeah
Can’t ya beats fuck with me, hell no
Nike Air Force 1s, YSL feet
Just popped a Hydro’, yeah, lil fifteen
Hop in the Rolls and the seats they look like cream
Black on the outside and ecru on the seats
Sipping on pomegranate, I’m sipping on lean
Spill the TEC, it’s like blood, it’s a crime scene
Yeah, oh my god
Okay, bullets split you up
Your Hellcat a slug
Lil Number (N)ine rug
Rick Owens step
[Verse 2]
I just took that bitch shopping in a fucking Benz
Lil bro you ain’t Vyae, yeah
You cannot get bands
We gon’ up that K
But you ain’t got nun’ to say
Yeah, I’m off a Xan that’s why I am always late
Can’t at me, you blocked
Don’t you say my name
Pull up with that TEC, um
Bro gon’ let it spray
Put a lil five bands on your head, GTA
I’ll buy the whole gang guns before I buy chains
Yo lil bitch, yeah, she wanna wear my Lang
I put that Chrome on my rings
I got Vivienne on my chain
Oh, I mix the za with drank
New coat fur look sum’ like beige
Motherfuckers so gay