Head Gone

By Slatt Zy

Released on December 16, 2022

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[Intro]

(Saucey with the waves, okay)


[Chorus]

I done witnessed killin' in these streets, it left my head gone

Fuckin' with these bitches, she say, "Slatt, you know you dead wrong"

Ballin' 'til I die, I want diamonds on my tombstone

I'm not competing with no nigga, that's what you on

I been rockin' solo 'cause these niggas goin' extra

If she ain't suckin' dick, get out the spot, no, I won't beg her

Let a nigga reach for this chain, he gon' get wet up

All my hitters, you with your brothers, die together


[Verse 1]

Poppin' Percocet's feel good, but I know it ain't right

I be fucking on yo' bitch and I be gonе by the night

I remembеr tryna shine when we ain't had no lights

I remember coppin' dimes when the bag gettin' tight

Trouble riding with a hunnid, tryna catch him a opp'

I was posted in the projects way before I had popped

Niggas claimin' that they street, but we'll post on y'all block

Lil Veezy rock out with that stick, he hit 'em up, baby pop

Perkies and these rises, they be easing my mind

Lost three of my brothers, called my granny, I'm crying

Niggas dissin' on a mission, then they end up dyin'

If I catch any of my opps, I swear to god that they dyin'


[Chorus]

I done witnessed killin' in these streets, it left my head gone

Fuckin' with these bitches, she say, "Slatt, you know you dead wrong"

Ballin' 'til I die, I want diamonds on my tombstone

I'm not competing with no nigga, that's what you on

I been rockin' solo 'cause these niggas goin' extra

If she ain't suckin' dick, get out the spot, no, I won't beg her

Let a nigga reach for this chain, he gon' get wet up

All my hitters, you with your brothers, die together


[Verse 2]

Shinin' on you niggas and bitches

If she ain’t thick, I won’t hit it

I come from poverty, you put that bag in front, I'ma get it

These bitches dirty and bougie, ho, I ain't eatin' no coochie

These niggas act like some bitches, I call 'em trans like Karrueche

If you ain’t getting money, you could stay the fuck from 'round me

Let you play your part, but you done overstepped your boundaries

How could I forget, 8th grade, they used to clown on me

Now I'm getting money and I'm up, worship the ground on me

Everybody around a G, fuck you if you doubted me

I'ma be around for some time you'll see a lot of me

Jail up and not lie to me, I'm a hot commodity

Everything I do these niggas do, they try to copy me


[Chorus]

I done witnessed killin' in these streets, it left my head gone

Fuckin' with these bitches, she say, "Slatt, you know you dead wrong"

Ballin' 'til I die, I want diamonds on my tombstone

I'm not competing with no nigga, that's what you on

I been rockin' solo 'cause these niggas goin' extra

If she ain't suckin' dick, get out the spot, no, I won't beg her

Let a nigga reach for this chain, he gon' get wet up

All my hitters, you with your brothers, die together