Øway Remix

Just remember what happens on Earth
Shout out to my mama
Oh wait, oh wait
Oh wait, oh wait
Slatt

Shout out to my mama

Shout out to my bro
She said she leavin' with my number
I put my fingers on my gold
I just put my finger on my nose
I'm makin' slimes in my veins
Everybody with me cost an O
They know that I be the gang
I put all my ice on in the summer

Oh wait
I put all my ice on in the summer
Got the pain out the way
I put all my ice on in the summer
Oh wait
I put all my ice on in the summer
Got the pain out the way
Oh wait, oh wait, oh wait, oh wait

Slatt, wait, I'm comin' live from Houston, Scotty
Slimes, they shootin' by me
Fives, they shootin' by me
Fives got two by me
Fives gettin' too naughty
Ridin' in the Bugatti
Kissin' each other, lickin' each other

I remember depression, it wasn't no light in the tunnel
Now I pull up on Jeffrey, I hop right in a Hummer
I got bitches get naked, all of these hundreds
I got all of these hundreds (Oh wait)
All of these hundreds
I got all of these blue hundreds
I feel like new money
I put my crew on it
I put my shoe on it
I put my foot on him

I put my Loubs on it
I put a bitch on him
That guy was too lonely
Look how they switched on him
They got confused on me
I love your eyes, they remind me of the moon, darlin'

In the sunlight (Oh wait), they shine bright

We get one life

Shout out to my mama

Shout out to the bros
She think she leavin' with my number

Little does she know

Packin' up the crib, we gon' ride 'til the death
We done came through with the stick
We got the bomb for whoever left, boom
And if they kill you, we gon' ride
We ain't playin' with nonsense
Walk down the block, no drive-bys

Leave us alone, we tryna get this cash money
And take care of my daughters and both of my mommies
Tryna make it home just to put it all up
To that bitch that left me lonely, I'm still wishin' good luck
I heard you sleep with a Girbaudi and both of y'all suck
Got cash on the floor and I keep millions on tuck
Told the bond to get a million, start that mean muggin'
I'm jeffin' in the crowd, nigga, you ain't scared nothin', yeah

Ayy, I wanna give a special shout out to everybody, man
Shout out to everybody, you dig?
New YSL shit, nigga, the album
Young Slatt made it

Shout out to mama
Shout out to God

Shout out to Papa
I'm your boy

Shout out to O-Way
Shout out to YSL
We livin' off trees
Shout out to myself
Shout out to overseas
Love is mad real
I'm talkin' Middle East
I'm talkin', I'm talkin'
Shout out to London

Niggas in Paris
Shout out to baby girl
She gettin' nasty

I put all my millions up
And I surround myself with love
There's a .4 inside my cup
You should try wishin' me luck
I got peanut butter seeds
And shouts out to Bentley, yeah
Thugger got so many cars, I can do some leasin'

She call me daddy, that's just the way I like it
All my niggas gettin' fed and all my niggas live ratchet
All my cars unleaded, my gas was pourin' out
I want old school, but I bought it as a share to do it right
She said she miss me, I'm hopin' for her lies
She tell me everything, you said the same night
I just had to meet 'cause I don't know what to do with you, nigga

I'm a snake, I got the zoo with me, nigga

Shout out to mama
Shout out to God

Shout out to Papa
I'm your boy

Shout out to O-Way
Shout out to YSL
We livin' off trees
Shout out to myself
Shout out to overseas
Love is mad real
I'm talkin' Middle East
I'm talkin', I'm talkin'
Shout out to London

Niggas in Paris
Shout out to baby girl
She gettin' nasty