Slab of Ribs lyrics

[Intro]
Trap Card the motherf*ckin' mixtape
It's Token Black, b*tch

[Verse 1]
Move from the game at night sh*t (yah)
I don't need a pad I don't write sh*t (Yah)
n*ggas come through and they hype sh*t
Till I hit him with a
With a hol' up
That's your b*tch always talking bout her Dike sh*t
She just left my house and it look like she like di*k
I got the hands I am not someone to fight with
Y'all n*ggas rather get on keyboards and type sh*t
Ice wrist, ice wrist, yea I got a ice wrist
They be looking at my wrist waiting for indictment
n*gga I'ma get it, I'll be winning, ain't no might win
Get the weed pulled and I pass it to my white friend (Yah)
Oh that's your b*tch I don't talk to her (Nah)
I only text a b*tch I don't talk to her (Nah, text)
She be out tryna get the bone
That's why Token be a dog to her
Third eye open Sangan I can see sh*t
World so fake that I don't eve' believe sh*t
Cryin' and I eat sh*t
I work too hard for a b*tch with no money to tell me sh*t
Go to war with Token u ain't equipped (Nah)
Erza empty and I requipe (Yah)
I kill for the n*ggas that I bleed with
All in your diva
On my deep sea sh*t (Yaya)
You are not doing you thang (Who)
You lookin for someone to blame
On my side keepin' that thang
Token ain't playin no games (Nah)
Pokemon, Yu-Gi-Oh, Smash
I f*ck your b*tch and I dab
Ridin' through Texas I'm ridin' in slab (Ay)
[Bridge]
These n*ggas think I'm talking 'bout a slab or ribs man
Man these n*ggas don't know nothin 'bout it man
Two motherf*ckin' fingers in the air
And still a middle finger for twitlonger, b*tch

[Verse 2]
Yah ay, baby when I met you
I was in a different place (different place)
We get high we get high we get high
Now I'm in a different space
We get high every night
Then we f*ck
Then we fight
We go out late night
But I still don't have a type (I ain't have no Type)
n*ggas always talkin till I pull up with a stick (Ay)
Don't tell what you saw I put a bullet in a snitch (Ay)
Bad white b*tch, the Kimono with the shoes on
Take her to Jamaica and we finna get our cruise on
Most you n*ggas trash
So it made me put the snooze on
I be up so early I don't even put the snooze on
I gotta end on the side of my feet with my shoes on
All about my green, that's a motherf*ckin *beep*
Wait nah that's too easy
Wait that's too Eevee
Get your b*tch real wet
That's a Tapu Fini
Ay, 2 fingers in the air
b*tch they know that I'm from Texas
I be on that gas
I ain't talkin [?]
I be savin' money I don't even like to spend it
But how that sh*t gone right before I even get it (What you do?)
Ay I just get it back that's what I do (What I do)
Started from the bottom then I grew (I'm at the top)
Amazon b*tches give me [?]
Shout out Barnelbee I feel like I'm the truth, n*gga