Marni Slippers lyrics

[Intro: Peezy]
You ain't got sh*t
I'ma bust me a n*gga ass talkin' that f*ck sh*t ra-ra
All that ra-ra
Yeah, ain't no f*ckin' hook
I bet you won't bet that, n*gga
Say the wrong motherf*ckin' thing
Where you goin'?
I'm goin' to get that stick
And I'm gon' get that hundred-round b*tch, brrah
On God
Y'all gon' talk to the MAC, motherf*cker, I'ma take care of you (Woah)
I'ma mean it
That n*gga went to the boat last
I'ma go eat me some pus*y
And y'all got somethin' to say when I get back, then talk to me
And then we'll talk
They need to put that sh*t in front of you
I'm fifty-one years old and I'm goin' to rehab (Back up please, back up)
I'm goin' to f*ckin' rehab
The feds done followed me for three years
f*ck, f*ck 'еm
Ghetto
Can't wear no slippers outsidе, n*gga (Yeah, n*gga, uh-huh)
Street n*gga (What he say?), yes
Really in the field, huh? (Smoov, what's good, baby? Thank you, Fizzle)
Ayy, though
[Chorus: Peezy]
Really in the field, I can't wear no Marni slippers (Nah)
Work too hard, won't ever let me catch me slippin' (f*ck no)
Ten toes down, n*gga, standin' on the business (I'm out here)
Bulletproof Caddy truck sittin' in the trenches (Let's go)
Really in the field, I can't wear no Marni slippers (n*gga)
Really in the field, I can't wear no Marni slippers (f*ck you talkin' 'bout?)
Really in the field, I can't wear no Marni slippers (I can't do that)
Ten toes down, n*gga, standin' on the business (Yeah, yeah, Ghetto)

[Verse 1: Peezy]
Really in the field, I cannot afford to slip up (I can't slip up)
Paranoid, walkin' in the crib holdin' blick up (Holdin' blick up)
Nah, I ain't perfect, n*gga, I done had some hiccups (You feel me?)
Choppers on me every day, ain't goin' for the stick-up (I ain't goin' for that sh*t)
Biggest in this sh*t, too rich to have my sh*t tucked
I had to fall back off the 'Gram, too many rappers gettin' picked up (That sh*t hot)
Pull up to the airport in a rental, had to switch out (I'm done)
Soon as the neighbor recognize me, you know I switch houses (I'm gone)
Put a four-way in the pot and got six ounces (Yeah)
Drunk a ten by myself out a pint, I got six ounces (Yeah)
They don't like my n*ggas in the club 'cause we done killed bouncers (We don't care)
Dropped so much f*ckin' cough syrup, man, this sh*t awful

[Chorus: Peezy]
Really in the field, I can't wear no Marni slippers (Nah)
Work too hard, won't ever let me catch me slippin' (Won't ever let me catch me)
Ten toes down, n*gga, standin' on the business (Yeah)
Bulletproof Caddy truck sittin' in the trenches (n*gga)
Really in the field, I can't wear no Marni slippers (n*gga)
Really in the field, I can't wear no Marni slippers (f*ck nah)
Really in the field, I can't wear no Marni slippers (This sh*t real)
Ten toes down, n*gga, standin' on the business (Go, go)
[Verse 2: Ghetto Baby Boom]
Ten toes down, I forever stand on business (You know me)
f*ck a pass, you see 'em out in traffic, yop, you better send 'em (I'm on 'em)
Ain't no back-and-forth, ain't too much talkin', that's for b*tches (f*ck we doin' that for?)
Gotta watch how I move, I know them b*tches tryna get me (f*ck they on?)
Set a trap, but I ain't a rat, so they'll never get me (Hah)
We get big money over here, quit flashin' that lil' fifty (You lookin' like a lil' n*gga)
Yop, really in the ghetto, I can't wear no Marni slippers (I'm tellin' you)
When I seen an opp, I'm jumpin' out, I'm gon' go get 'em, n*gga (Ghetto)
Real ghetto baby, can't compare me to these lil' n*ggas (You can't)
Made my own wave and I'm good in your hood, n*gga (Yeah)
Catch me in the back shootin' dice with my lil' n*ggas (Don't worry 'bout it)
And we got guns, we just do this sh*t for fun, n*gga (Worry 'bout it, huh)
You ain't never made no n*gga bleed? Where you from, n*gga? (What?)
Really in that field, I can't move without my gun with me (Hell no)
Told bro load the striker up and, n*gga, come get me (Come and get me, n*gga)
Hmm, yop, real certified, tweak ghetto business (Yeah, you know how we do)

[Chorus: Peezy]
Really in the field, I can't wear no Marni slippers (Nah)
Work too hard, won't ever let me catch me slippin' (Won't ever let me catch me)
Ten toes down, n*gga, standin' on the business (Yeah)
Bulletproof Caddy truck sittin' in the trenches (n*gga)
Really in the field, I can't wear no Marni slippers (n*gga)
Really in the field, I can't wear no Marni slippers (f*ck nah)
Really in the field, I can't wear no Marni slippers (This sh*t real)
Ten toes down, n*gga, standin' on the business (Go, go)