Slice and dice
Cold as ice
Pay the price
Am my shooters shoot precise
Ooh
Fade like boosie
You girl she choosing
Dripping Coochie
And that bitch bad like Keruche
Nah
Slice and dice
Cold as ice
Pay the price
Am my shooters shoot precise
For real
Cock my glock
Stuff it in the sock
We the cream of the crop
Steady headin for the top
Going to the top won't stop
Gettin cash a lot
People tryna see me locked
F*ck 12 f*ck the ops
Preaching that shit nonstop
It's my time stop watch
Make it drip splash
Man I got my game on lock
Pop my collard shirt
Make these bitches go berserk
Take they top and they skirt
Which one y'all gon cum first?
Hit that skrrt
Then swerve
Dirty bitches get the curve
If she fine
F*ck it ima splurge
Slice and dice
Cold as ice
Pay the price
Am my shooters shoot precise
Ooh
Fade like boosie
You girl she choosing
Dripping Coochie
And that bitch bad like Keruche
Nah
Slice and dice
Cold as ice
Pay the price
Am my shooters shoot precise
For real
Cock my glock
Stuff it in the sock
We the cream of the crop
Steady headin for the top
Blow on dro
Don't snort snow
It's getting old
Think I lost my phone
I say Hold your own
Keep wondering you want
This is not not a one on one
I keep rapping thinks it's fun
When they empty out them drums
And they shootings the wrong one
Kicking hard It fill my tum
Used to think just like a bum
Passed out on the couch from rum
Chewing on the beats like gum
Count down from 5 to 1
Nothing new to me not stunned
Slice and dice
Cold as ice
Pay the price
Am my shooters shoot precise
Ooh
Fade like boosie
You girl she choosing
Dripping Coochie
And that bitch bad like Keruche
Nah
Slice and dice
Cold as ice
Pay the price
Am my shooters shoot precise
For real
Cock my glock
Stuff it in the sock
We the cream of the crop
Steady headin for the top
Nothing happened for me over night
I had to go chase me a bag
Money be coming all ways
Ima put on for the team
Niggas they hate they can't stop me
Yeah you know that I'm cocky
Pussy niggas steady watching me
I wake and bake with the broccoli
And you know I keep the glock on me
Ain't no one man abound the team
Niggas hating on the label TCC
We gon make it niggas wait and see
They copy our style
They wondering how these niggas get down
They all on my dick
Gotta pay for this shit
We goin to the top
We headed for mars
This shit is so hard
I pay for these bars
Gotta pay for this drip
Tay Quill got the drip
This shit is a hit
Tay Quill - Trust Me This Slaps (feat. Bloom & Ernie Capz) Lyrics
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Slice and dice
Cold as ice
Pay the price
Am my shooters shoot precise
Ooh
Fade like boosie
You girl she choosing
Dripping Coochie
And that bitch bad like Keruche
Nah
Slice and dice
Cold as ice
Pay the price
Am my shooters shoot precise
For real
Cock my glock
Stuff it in the sock
We the cream of the crop
Steady headin for the top
Going to the top won't stop
Gettin cash a lot
People tryna see me locked
F*ck 12 f*ck the ops
Preaching that shit nonstop
It's my time stop watch
Make it drip splash
Man I got my game on lock
Pop my collard shirt
Make these bitches go berserk
Take they top and they skirt
Which one y'all gon cum first?
Hit that skrrt
Then swerve
Dirty bitches get the curve
If she fine
F*ck it ima splurge
Slice and dice
Cold as ice
Pay the price
Am my shooters shoot precise
Ooh
Fade like boosie
You girl she choosing
Dripping Coochie
And that bitch bad like Keruche
Nah
Slice and dice
Cold as ice
Pay the price
Am my shooters shoot precise
For real
Cock my glock
Stuff it in the sock
We the cream of the crop
Steady headin for the top
Blow on dro
Don't snort snow
It's getting old
Think I lost my phone
I say Hold your own
Keep wondering you want
This is not not a one on one
I keep rapping thinks it's fun
When they empty out them drums
And they shootings the wrong one
Kicking hard It fill my tum
Used to think just like a bum
Passed out on the couch from rum
Chewing on the beats like gum
Count down from 5 to 1
Nothing new to me not stunned
Slice and dice
Cold as ice
Pay the price
Am my shooters shoot precise
Ooh
Fade like boosie
You girl she choosing
Dripping Coochie
And that bitch bad like Keruche
Nah
Slice and dice
Cold as ice
Pay the price
Am my shooters shoot precise
For real
Cock my glock
Stuff it in the sock
We the cream of the crop
Steady headin for the top
Nothing happened for me over night
I had to go chase me a bag
Money be coming all ways
Ima put on for the team
Niggas they hate they can't stop me
Yeah you know that I'm cocky
Pussy niggas steady watching me
I wake and bake with the broccoli
And you know I keep the glock on me
Ain't no one man abound the team
Niggas hating on the label TCC
We gon make it niggas wait and see
They copy our style
They wondering how these niggas get down
They all on my dick
Gotta pay for this shit
We goin to the top
We headed for mars
This shit is so hard
I pay for these bars
Gotta pay for this drip
Tay Quill got the drip
This shit is a hit
Cold as ice
Pay the price
Am my shooters shoot precise
Ooh
Fade like boosie
You girl she choosing
Dripping Coochie
And that bitch bad like Keruche
Nah
Slice and dice
Cold as ice
Pay the price
Am my shooters shoot precise
For real
Cock my glock
Stuff it in the sock
We the cream of the crop
Steady headin for the top
Going to the top won't stop
Gettin cash a lot
People tryna see me locked
F*ck 12 f*ck the ops
Preaching that shit nonstop
It's my time stop watch
Make it drip splash
Man I got my game on lock
Pop my collard shirt
Make these bitches go berserk
Take they top and they skirt
Which one y'all gon cum first?
Hit that skrrt
Then swerve
Dirty bitches get the curve
If she fine
F*ck it ima splurge
Slice and dice
Cold as ice
Pay the price
Am my shooters shoot precise
Ooh
Fade like boosie
You girl she choosing
Dripping Coochie
And that bitch bad like Keruche
Nah
Slice and dice
Cold as ice
Pay the price
Am my shooters shoot precise
For real
Cock my glock
Stuff it in the sock
We the cream of the crop
Steady headin for the top
Blow on dro
Don't snort snow
It's getting old
Think I lost my phone
I say Hold your own
Keep wondering you want
This is not not a one on one
I keep rapping thinks it's fun
When they empty out them drums
And they shootings the wrong one
Kicking hard It fill my tum
Used to think just like a bum
Passed out on the couch from rum
Chewing on the beats like gum
Count down from 5 to 1
Nothing new to me not stunned
Slice and dice
Cold as ice
Pay the price
Am my shooters shoot precise
Ooh
Fade like boosie
You girl she choosing
Dripping Coochie
And that bitch bad like Keruche
Nah
Slice and dice
Cold as ice
Pay the price
Am my shooters shoot precise
For real
Cock my glock
Stuff it in the sock
We the cream of the crop
Steady headin for the top
Nothing happened for me over night
I had to go chase me a bag
Money be coming all ways
Ima put on for the team
Niggas they hate they can't stop me
Yeah you know that I'm cocky
Pussy niggas steady watching me
I wake and bake with the broccoli
And you know I keep the glock on me
Ain't no one man abound the team
Niggas hating on the label TCC
We gon make it niggas wait and see
They copy our style
They wondering how these niggas get down
They all on my dick
Gotta pay for this shit
We goin to the top
We headed for mars
This shit is so hard
I pay for these bars
Gotta pay for this drip
Tay Quill got the drip
This shit is a hit
Writer: Akavian Thompson, Calvin McQuiller, Kevin Grayson
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Copyright: Lyrics © TUNECORE INC, TuneCore Inc., O/B/O DistroKid