Slime You In Lyrics

They like Guappo this Guappo that and Guappo fat

Guappo spend yo block knock off you mans and drop yo hat

Young bulls out here getting guap we feeling really rich

Why you wanna beef when you ain't having shit

Any hoe I want boy I could have you bitch

How you gone kill me you don't even got no stick

All my niggas dogs we pill up send a blitz

Catch that boy in traffic pull up do his shit

Let the choppa talk Its speaking guapaese

Got yo hoe Infront sucking on her knees

Every night I pray Allah forgive me please

Knowing I cant stop next day imma spin again

Know the way I'm living my life its been full of sin

With this fifty shot I'm tryna kill many men

Brodie feeling like a hog we let em out that pen

Brodie call me blood but bitch we aint no fucking kin

Its big C-O-B the youngest niggas the brand new gen

We hit up yo house you couldn't save yo bitch like Gwen

Big old diamonds on my watch I'm feeling like I'm ben 10

Got a Draco wit no stock it drop you and yo friend

Know them niggas made as shit they probably want revenge

Run up on me please ill argue cause of self defense

They saying yall don't fuck wit crabs lil bitch it just depends

If you rocking wit my groove then we gone slime you in

Niggas posting guap that you could never spend

Now we getting bread its like a different lens

I cant fuck with niggas I'm feeling very racists

You say that's yo life we bend yo block wit chops and take it

We gone crack ya head and twelve wont never crack these cases

I know that shit hurt but bitch it is the truth so face it

Try diversify my funds put shit in different places

Put my money in them niggas that be stealing bases

Put my guap into them niggas take your perc and lace it

You cant fuck with us if you content with living basic

We got niggas chasing bag going through some different phases

C-O-B aint just a gang its like a fucking nation

I want niggas knowing my name for like three hundred ages

Hit yo strip and get to cracking like its full of vases

Green tip five five six but bitch this aint no fucking tracer

When I leave the state I'm moving packs its no vacation

Different operations going on in new locations

Aint nobody fucking with yall just a observation

We the youngest niggas out and everyone embrace us

Brodie knock that nigga head off aint no fucking traces

If you wanna see our work then check the publications

Every time them niggas die its like a celebration

Heard his momma need some help go head and send donations