| Song | Differences |
| Artist | SLAYTER |
| Artist | Xanman |
| Album | Differences |
| [00:17.408] | I got murder on my mind like Melly |
| [00:19.256] | Hit his ass, turn his brain to spaghetti |
| [00:21.026] | In Miami like Tommy Vercetti |
| [00:23.019] | I'm fooking with Kesha espically |
| [00:24.920] | Hit it one time and she couldn't forget me |
| [00:26.825] | I got the chopper singing like melly |
| [00:28.709] | I got these biatches blowing like a referee |
| [00:30.834] | I gave my heart too many times |
| [00:32.750] | I had these means, I'ma get mines |
| [00:34.568] | She said she my bae, yeah she lyin’ |
| [00:36.488] | Margiela stepping, nigga no Filas |
| [00:38.584] | I got a bad biatch in my bed |
| [00:40.504] | Biatch got two names, forgot they twins |
| [00:42.473] | Walk with a pump shotgun, hurt my shins |
| [00:44.376] | I call up Slayter, he spinnin' yo' biatch |
| [00:47.341] | My whole life changed since I met the plug |
| [00:49.370] | Throw him some change, he gon set you up |
| [00:51.078] | Fooked a couple fans call it groupie love |
| [00:53.993] | Spanish biatch named Alexis |
| [00:56.035] | Running with the chickens like Precious |
| [00:57.733] | Tell the nigga got blessings like Precious |
| [00:59.617] | I pray to God he don't reach for my necklace |
| [01:01.565] | Try to fook, you playing 21 Questions |
| [01:03.445] | That ain't Runtz, you smoking on regular |
| [01:05.369] | Spilled Wok on my Gucci sweater |
| [01:07.320] | Slide on you whenever |
| [01:09.148] | How I do you wrong? |
| [01:10.905] | I peeped that shit, fook Raven Somone |
| [01:12.653] | My love for you, my feelings strong |
| [01:15.273] | Have you ever been all alone? |
| [01:17.253] | All these biatches be blowing my phone |
| [01:19.212] | Percocets tabs, I'ma take them to the dome |
| [01:20.852] | She see me with flips, she won't leave me alone |
| [01:22.853] | I just fooked your biatch and I sent that biatch home |
| [01:24.934] | Bye bye, bye bye |
| [01:26.750] | She ain't ever gon come back |
| [01:28.606] | .380 sitting on my lap |
| [01:30.341] | You could pull up to my show, get clapped |
| [00:17.408] | I got murder on my mind like Melly |
| [00:19.256] | Hit his ass, turn his brain to spaghetti |
| [00:21.026] | In Miami like Tommy Vercetti |
| [00:23.019] | I' m fooking with Kesha espically |
| [00:24.920] | Hit it one time and she couldn' t forget me |
| [00:26.825] | I got the chopper singing like melly |
| [00:28.709] | I got these biatches blowing like a referee |
| [00:30.834] | I gave my heart too many times |
| [00:32.750] | I had these means, I' ma get mines |
| [00:34.568] | She said she my bae, yeah she lyin' |
| [00:36.488] | Margiela stepping, nigga no Filas |
| [00:38.584] | I got a bad biatch in my bed |
| [00:40.504] | Biatch got two names, forgot they twins |
| [00:42.473] | Walk with a pump shotgun, hurt my shins |
| [00:44.376] | I call up Slayter, he spinnin' yo' biatch |
| [00:47.341] | My whole life changed since I met the plug |
| [00:49.370] | Throw him some change, he gon set you up |
| [00:51.078] | Fooked a couple fans call it groupie love |
| [00:53.993] | Spanish biatch named Alexis |
| [00:56.035] | Running with the chickens like Precious |
| [00:57.733] | Tell the nigga got blessings like Precious |
| [00:59.617] | I pray to God he don' t reach for my necklace |
| [01:01.565] | Try to fook, you playing 21 Questions |
| [01:03.445] | That ain' t Runtz, you smoking on regular |
| [01:05.369] | Spilled Wok on my Gucci sweater |
| [01:07.320] | Slide on you whenever |
| [01:09.148] | How I do you wrong? |
| [01:10.905] | I peeped that shit, fook Raven Somone |
| [01:12.653] | My love for you, my feelings strong |
| [01:15.273] | Have you ever been all alone? |
| [01:17.253] | All these biatches be blowing my phone |
| [01:19.212] | Percocets tabs, I' ma take them to the dome |
| [01:20.852] | She see me with flips, she won' t leave me alone |
| [01:22.853] | I just fooked your biatch and I sent that biatch home |
| [01:24.934] | Bye bye, bye bye |
| [01:26.750] | She ain' t ever gon come back |
| [01:28.606] | . 380 sitting on my lap |
| [01:30.341] | You could pull up to my show, get clapped |