Artist: Lil Keed f/ Paper Lovee Album: Trapped On Cleveland 2 (Mixtape) Song: Slatt Rock Typed by: AZ Lyrics [Lil Keed & Paper Lovee] Ridin' with a drake in the crack of the seat I was down bad, they was laughin' at me Yeah I ran it up, put chains on me Had to add it up, put them racks on me And now they swear they love me, tryna act on me Remember all them jokes they would crack on me See me gettin' a lil money, now they all on me But they wasn't even ridin' with me when the car on E Told 'em I'd keep it goin', yeah, told 'em I'd keep it flowin', yeah I can drip in Tom Ford or I could switch it to Dior Yeah, this shit drippin' through my pores Opportunity kickin' in my door I'ma get some bread and get some more And buy everything I couldn't afford [Lil Keed] And, said she wanna ride with a slimeball I done lost some brothers to the graveyard Chuggin' all the lean 'til the pain numb Pull a nigga's string like a guitar, yeah 'Cause you popped a nigga, think you real hard, yeah Yeah you not bad, watch the real ones And pussy nigga we don't fear nothin', yeah Me and Paper on another level, major league Private flights to overseas Drippin' on 'em, Italy And the denim European I had to wake up, yeah Nigga can't touch us, yeah Draco with the nuts, yeah Blow a nigga ass up, yeah [Lil Keed & Paper Lovee] Ridin' with a drake in the crack of the seat I was down bad, they was laughin' at me Yeah I ran it up, put chains on me Had to add it up, put them racks on me And now they swear they love me, tryna act on me Remember all them jokes they would crack on me See me gettin' a lil money, now they all on me But they wasn't even ridin' with me when the car on E Told 'em I'd keep it goin', yeah, told 'em I'd keep it flowin', yeah I can drip in Tom Ford or I could switch it to Dior Yeah, this shit drippin' through my pores Opportunity kickin' in my door I'ma get some bread and get some more And buy everything I couldn't afford [Paper Lovee] I want everything I couldn't afford I can't even get a car 'cause my first car gotta be foreign I'm tryna ride inside a foreign And fuck that new Honda Accord And bitch you know I'm double-R I want that double-R with suicide doors I got paper, I want more Can't never have too much of this shit Ain't never had a bust on my wrist 'Til I went put that bust on my wrist And I'm too poppin', you watchin', all the niggas you copy I'ma shoot you to see what your crew do 'bout it Pull up Bentley coupe, nigga I ain't stunt the Bugatti Me and Keed on the beat, ride it like a Ducatti Who poppin', you poppin', why them niggas crew hoppin' Claim everything, screamin' gang, whatever crew poppin' Grippin' on that drake while I'm sippin' champagne Have a nigga thinkin' two poppers, but this ain't two gotti Put my ice on the table like I'm playin' pool, I be Goin' to school, I was in the braille hand too knockin' And I told her don't play me, bitch I'm somethin' like a mechanic 'Cause I gotta keep that tool by me, I don't care who by me [Lil Keed & Paper Lovee] Ridin' with a drake in the crack of the seat I was down bad, they was laughin' at me Yeah I ran it up, put chains on me Had to add it up, put them racks on me And now they swear they love me, tryna act on me Remember all them jokes they would crack on me See me gettin' a lil money, now they all on me But they wasn't even ridin' with me when the car on E Told 'em I'd keep it goin', yeah, told 'em I'd keep it flowin', yeah I can drip in Tom Ford or I could switch it to Dior Yeah, this shit drippin' through my pores Opportunity kickin' in my door I'ma get some bread and get some more And buy everything I couldn't afford