text: Its easy to slip, dont want you to fall
  I drip on this bitch like Met Gala, ballin
  Answer her texts, dont answer her calls
  Yeah, she sent me a text, wont answer her call
  She love when I flex and shop in the mall
  Relieving her stress, I beat down her walls
  Skeet-skeet on her chest, she kissin my balls
  We speed in that Vette, dont stop for the laws
  VVs on my neck, I shine in the dark
  Its easy to slip, dont want you to fall
  Walk in with the drip, that Met Gala Ball
  Shoot your shit up, I got accurate aim
  Fucked up a few mil, now Im back like I came
  That boy say my name, I went and got me some strain
  You know I dont crash, I just stay in my lane
  Please dont compare, because we not the same
  GunWun aint no gimmick, aint clownin for fame
  I trapped for a living and been had a name
  Work hard for these clothes, cars, and watches and chains
  Oh, man, Rolls-Royce got umbrellas, this whip for the rain
  These folks done fucked up, let me slip in the game
  This bitch let me fuck, this shit went to her brain
  She know Im a beast, and aint easy to tame
  She squirt on my sheets while I beat out her frame
  Dozed off, woke back up, she still sayin my name
  In love with my life, and you wish we could trade
  Yeah, she sent me a text, wont answer her call
  She love when I flex and shop in the mall
  Relieving her stress, I beat down her walls
  Skeet-skeet on her chest, she kissin my balls
  We speed in that Vette, dont stop for the laws
  VVs on my neck, I shine in the dark
  Its easy to slip, dont want you to fall
  Walk in with the drip, that Met Gala Ball
  Walk in with the drip like Met Gala Ball
  Came in and she strip, her panties and all
  Lip gloss on her lip, suck me like a Hall
  A boss and a pimp, I bought me a ship
  I walk with a limp, FN in my drawers
  When she talk that shit, I put dick in her jaws
  I hit and dont miss, aint no win, lose, or draw
  Hit and dont miss, aint no win, lose, or draw
  Came from Flat Shoals and Old Nat
  On the South, in that back, you get whacked, then get shot in your car
  Why hell you think that Im maxin? Relaxin in mansions, no cappin, cause we had it hard
  I aint get this shit just from askin, I made this shit happen and passion, it played a big part
  I aint get this bitch off of mackin, it came off of actions and fashion and stay in accord
  Yeah, she sent me a text, wont answer her call
  She love when I flex and shop in the mall
  Relieving her stress, I beat down her walls
  Skeet-skeet on her chest, she kissin my balls
  We speed in that Vette, dont stop for the laws
  VVs on my neck, I shine in the dark
  Its easy to slip, dont want you to fall
  Walk in with the drip, that Met Gala Ball