Now Or Later lyrics

[Intro: Slug Christ]
Up, down, that b*tch get stuck on my mind
Slugga, yah, yah, yah, yah
Escalade
Promenade
That b*tch kissed me right on stage

[Hook: Slug Christ]
Bring the escalade
Hotel, hotel promenade
That b*tch kissed me right on stage
I got a now or later hater then I
Save it, to now or later
Now or later, now or later
Now or now or later, later
Now or later, now or later

[Verse 1: Lil Tracy]
I have no guap so I finnesed a thot
She gon' pick me up just to give me top
She addicted to my nut look like she off the rocks
I love designer sh*t expensive brands when I shop
Pink glasses on my face that's that Kawaii sh*t
Pink condom for my b*tch she get Kawaii di*k
Got that Gucci on my body when I hit the spliff
Gucci panties off her body when we dip-dip
A trick, trick, trick any trick b*tch
She love Lil Tracy cuz I sell it
She love Lil Tracy cuz I sell her
She gon' get angry when I next her
[Hook: Slug Christ]
Bring the escalade
Hotel, hotel promenade
That b*tch kissed me right on stage
I got a now or later hater then I
Save it, to now or later
Now or later, now or later
Now or now or later, later
Now or later, now or later

[Verse 2: Kirb La Goop]
pus*y brah I need my papers with certain flavors [?]
Now or later I bring [?]
All my guns nick named eraser
Catch me out there with that pack
At the back cross the track
Twenty double oh boy that's a fact
Catch a case and lead a map
I'm screwin that oh goddamn in her panty
My top dun tipped right at your neck
n*gga get to drummin'
Got no time for no runnin' boy I had to put you down
I put that on my granny always on me my [?]
I came from down there I came up off the set
f*ck rap I run for packs lean, xans, wax and that crack
[?] and I never switch I'm in loveland I'm lovin' b*tch
I trick the tricks sold the b*tch at 6
My lifestyle I can't quit
[Hook: Slug Christ]
Bring the escalade
Hotel, hotel promenade
That b*tch kissed me right on stage
I got a now or later hater then I
Save it, to now or later
Now or later, now or later
Now or now or later, later
Now or later, now or later

[verse 3: Dank God]
Now or later
I trade gas for paper
Back in the day boy
I was a chronic masturbator
But now I got in
Got everything I need
Oh my God
Oh my goodness
Excuse me I feel a tad bit woozy
I'm up in the club blowin' sesh like an Uzi
But you don't I'm not kiddin' you don't wanna know
Because I got all the dro and my kids stay low
I can't tell you more, I can't tell you nothing
Nothing you can know body kid or my home
I gotta do me
You gotta go, go do your own damn thing
You can't be like me tho
Oh my God oh my goodness
b*tch said she wanna suck my goodness
Hmm, you just want a goody bag
Hmm, she must wanna suck my nads