Who made this shit?
Look, look
Taytay made the beat
I’m coming
I’m cut from a different cloth from these niggas, you heard me?
Aye
You- you pussy ass niggas got it out the street, we got it out the mud
Uh
Trapped house, trapper, a whole lot of trafficking Hold on
I got that heroin, for my bro investing packs (Ouu)
Big knots, big knots, get that money, and I stack it
Fuck that bitch come out the hills, I want the one that’s ratchet (Slime)
I don’t give a fuck ‘bout where you catch me at, you know I got my iron
They catch me with this blick on me, I’m gon’ get plenty fuckin’ time
What it is? That Big Slime, they gon’ lock me on that line
While up in jail, thousand dollars, give me a Smith & Wesson knife
Fuck with him, I fuck with you
You waste my time, you down bad
You told me lies, I kept it real, and bitch I always had yo’ back
Them niggas shot up my whole car, BaBa got them up off my ass
I know you heard about that story of that pussy pumping gas
Put him out
I got him out
Bust the right, left, right here
He got filled up
Bow, bow
Bitch, you know you hit at us
Missed, you should’ve had some luck
Vest on, all in Walmart
I got this Beretta somethin’, and plus my wife gon’ fire something
Let’s do it, nigga
I’m with that, ole pussy ass nigga, let’s get straight to it, nigga
Bitch, I bust them, bust back
Wow, wow
Got them racks on me
Got that strap on me
Got lil baby on me
But she know that I’m a slime
Got these chains dancing on me
I got my momma totin’ the heat
I got my sister with that blick
My whole fam’ a murder tree
7 million wasn’t no fee, my fuckin’ house, it wasn’t cheap
I want him shot all in his mouth the way they did bro in the street (In the street)
Check the way I walk, I pop these Xans, the cut like me (Oh, woah)
I spray the whole fuckin’ car soon as they pull up, lean (Oh, woah)
I’ma shoot a video on top of racks, soon as they let me free, yeah (Yeah)
Pussy nigga, that’s yo ass (Uh), you try one game wit’ me (Yeah)
I fuck with shawty, and she fuck with me, huh
I’m from the bottom, where we throw your body in the sea
Who gon’ keep it trill with me?
Who gon’ really have my back?
YoungBoy, why you act like that?
Cause I’ll never trust yo’ ass
(Got them racks on me
Got that strap on me
Got lil baby on me
But she know that I’m a slime)
(Got these chains dancing on me)
(I got my momma totin’ the heat)
(I got my sister with that blick)
(My whole fam’ a murder tree)
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