Slaughter - Climax Lyrics

The past must be left in the past
In yo bag, she don't look at price tags
She ina lab, gym goals, ass phat
I could brag, cause she the bitch y'all never had
No pets but I love her kitty cat
She a brat and she run through a bag
Up for grabs in the club we throwing mad
How she move in them sheets is real rad
I taught her how to tote she don't lack
She be using good throat and she don't gag
If she was a hoe I'd have to tax
Seven figure price tag cause she bad
She in class cause she workin on her bag
It's hard to grasp but she staying on task
Foot on the gas we make time to relax
F*ck back to back she need time to climax
On my last she was there for the comeback
Cadillac with the carbon fiber pack
All black like my roster in the Land
How do I act, I done bagged some high class
Ion cheat, but she still pick n nab
I asked her was you there, Yung Slap
Gotta catch me in the act or it's crap
Nah fr, on these hoes I take a nap
Thermal tech, masked up, Arab
His life flash I done made em hit the dab
Hair wrapped, she get careful for them tracks
A back tat gon' have me blow her back
She keep it nat' in the gym she don't slack
That baby fat she gon' loose it real fast
I'm tryna stack racks, forget a plaque
Addicted to the this money I relapse