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Slam Down The Plate (g-funk feast)

V6

[Intro] KING_RYE in this motherfucker You already know how we coming Yeah Look [Verse 1] Stepped in the spot, and the scale steady tipping Big bank roll, got the whole city tripping She walking past and the motion is heavy Heavy-ass weight, man, she stacked like a Chevy Two large plates on the table, it's weighted Chicken wings fried till the crispy-skin plated Spaghetti is steaming, the sauce got that tang We feeding the soul while we running the gang Nigguhhh you talking that reckless, we check it You softer than tissue, you can't even wreck it I step in the kitchen, the grease got a sizzle It's raining in cash, but for them it's a drizzle [Pre-Chorus] [Build: Filter sweep rising, sub-bass dropping out completely for sudden tension] T-I-T-T-I-E-S, yeah, heavy on the chest Got the double-D weight and she putting it to test B-I-G, yeah, you know how we riding Can't hide from the motion, nowhere for you hiding [Chorus] [Drop: Hard-hitting tight sub-bass slams back in, massive stereo spread] Slam down the plate, got the wings and spaghetti Big heavy titties and the strap steady ready Nigguhhh we zoning, the bass is a menace We writing this life like a brutal damn sentence Look at the plate and look at the asset We pushing the weight and we never can pass it Slam down the plate, got the wings and spaghetti Big heavy titties and the strap steady ready [Verse 2] Dr. Dre knock in the trunk of the foreign These other lil niggas sound boring and snoring Kevin Gates in my ear with the pain and the profit I reach in the pocket, I lock it, I drop it She got a rear-end that'll cause an obstruction A whole lot of mass and a structural function Spaghetti is messy, the bones are left over We riding the block with the top-dropping rover Nigguhhh you claiming you hard, but you paper We cutting you off like a tailor's new taper [Bridge] [Texture: Stripped back to bare minimal kick and a ticking clock-like rimshot] Hold up Let that bass breathe KING_RYE Breathe in, breathe out Now drop it [Chorus] Slam down the plate, got the wings and spaghetti Big heavy titties and the strap steady ready Nigguhhh we zoning, the bass is a menace We writing this life like a brutal damn sentence Look at the plate and look at the asset We pushing the weight and we never can pass it Slam down the plate, got the wings and spaghetti Big heavy titties and the strap steady ready [Outro] [Fade out: Sub-bass vibrating into silence, distant vinyl crackle] Yeah Gutta shit KING_RYE [Adlib: Baow] [Adlib: Real talk] Out