Slatt In The Room Lyrics

You know, usually the most silent in the room

Is the most slatt in the room

I don't even know what that means, but you know

Let's rock with it

Yeah, slatt in the room (slatt)

Got racks to the roof

Say you tell the truth

But, I'm looking at the stats

And I ask you why I ain't seeing facts in your proof (yeah yeah)

Pull up to the crib I start chats with your boo

She telling me you wack, she telling me I'm cute

I had her go down, she blew my ahh like a flute

I'm running up the money

I ain't gotta tie my shoes

I'm serving up the pack with the loose (yeah yeah)

Go ahead and try to say its mid

See you when I see you

And put a hole through your brim

Your girl is putting out

I gotta say that's pretty grim (damn)

Put her on blast you still thinking that we kid

Really ain't my biz, but you looking like a wimp (wow)

I'm the big fish, y'all looking like some shrimp

I'm going on the moon

Yeah I'm going off the grid (yeah)

Going off the grid (huh)

I'm gonna go smoke on a mild (gas)

Wanna know why I ain't smile (why)

Tell me that i'm acting like a child (damn)

Why you trying to get me all riled? (what)

How you say I ain't got style? (yikes)

You ain't finna put me on trial (damn)

I ain't finna try to reconcile (ooh)

Say that I'm like Mr. Wonderful (why)

Cuz imma go feed em to the sharks

That's harsh, that's harsh

Nah, girl don't you even try to start (damn)

Say that it's coming from your heart (huh)

Say that you hate it being apart

But I was only with you for your arch (yeah)

Not so I could put you in my art (woo)

Yeah, slatt in the room (slatt)

Got racks to the roof

Say you tell the truth

But, I'm looking at the stats

And I ask you why I ain't seeing facts in your proof (yeah yeah)

Pull up to the crib I start chats with your boo

She telling me you wack, she telling me I'm cute

I had her go down, she blew my ahh like a flute

I'm running up the money

I ain't gotta tie my shoes

They in the room with the slatt (mmm mmm)

Like Noir I ain't finna chat (mmm mmm)

Pilsbury dough I got racks (mmm mmm)

Slimeball pull up with a gat (mmm mmm)

Big money rocking Tom Ford (mmm mmm)

Side chick rocks Ralph Lauren (mmm mmm)

New whip know I got it foreign (mmm mmm)

Sip drank, now I'm just snorin' (mmm mmm)

Just wait, oh wow (wow)

I'm coming with the heat throw the towel

I'm hanging with a girl and she look real good

So, I show her how I live and she got so aroused (yeah yeah)

The fit Rick Owens, with a fanny full of loud

Still a light day, you should see me in a lounge (aye aye)

Mixing all the brands different logos all around

My bag done ripped now a milli on the ground (cash cash)

Fame and the cash came in unison (unison)

Apyr the label know I'm ruling it (yeah)

Clips for your gang and who you rooming with (bow)

Greatest in the game and I'm proving it (damn)

You is just a lame yeah you losing it (ooh)

Your grip on your fame now is loosening (huh)

You was on the charts they removing it (yeah)

Saw a open spot now I'm moving in

It's not just the bear

I broke up with Eric

Yeah you know, I didn't even have a good reason

He just wasn't very interesting

I'm sorry to hear that