SLIME WHO? Lyrics

Damn Damn

Y'all think I'm about to fuck this up

Damn Damn

Damn My youngs gon' slide on the moped

I just be countin' the back end no not no cap

I be flippin' the work like that shit was a flapjack

I be noddin' off the lean, I'm takin' a nap-nap

These bitches, be dumb, nap-naps Bro got a binary trigger go flap-flap

Bro got a switch on that Glock, go phat

Im with them men on the block showin' craps

Ha, boy you havin' jive like Standin' on that block, you know I'm a men tight

It's like five in my pocket, that shit light Buss that nigga top open like it's a Bud Light

Zah got me high, got me feelin' like Buzz Light bout to Go out, you sneak in the Glock in the club right

You know I'm a block boy, the block ima hug tight

I Got this shit out the mud like a termite

Ha, this shit facts That ain't this, and this ain't that

Chop that shit like Lumberjack I want that shit, I'm buyin' that

Yo shit not Zy, he want his money back Serve a nigga a hundred packs

I throw back a erk, no honey packs I slide on the Uber, I shoot out the back

Ha, niggas on the block better get low Niggas on the block better duck, they taco

Shootin' the Glock, nigga, like I'm Lonzo Ha, feds on the phone short Convo

Ha, and niggas be gay, D-Lo We take your car like a Repo

We get that shit in, then we slice like Lido's Ha, get over here, feel like I'm Scorpio

Left that bitch, cause that bitch is a dirty hoe Ha, that's murder, she wrote

Hey bro, we bout to go slide Ha, the fuck is you nervous for

I never see that nigga outside, nah But I caught him at the court

I was knee high when I hopped of the porch

Started slingin' that stick, and them niggas like

Lord run in ya house gon' kick your door

That nigga just died, so start pouring Lookin' for that nigga like he was Lori

That nigga tryna do what I do, but that nigga do it poorly

You clickin' that 40, you clickin' that orbis

Bro got a 23, like he Jordan

Slime who? Slime you Say what? Rob you

Slime what? Slime you Rob what? Rob you

Countin' this money, now I got a paper cut Now I'm off the drink, now she gotta wake me up

Pound in my bag, I'm takin' a mega bus

He said he havin', man, that nigga a bluff

Shit got me laughin', mokin' this zah Got me feelin' like Daffy Duck

Yeah, this money shit give me a rush I ain't talkin' bout nothin', like bitch what

Who? Slime what? Slime you

Rob what? Nigga, we rob you Ha, these niggas be tippin', they givin' a fair clue

Ha, I call you ass Mickey Mouse You want that small shit, I want the bigger mouth

You took the wrong way, I'm takin' the other route

The niggas was slow, so my niggas got rerouted So much lean shit, look like a waffle house

You know that head good, cause she bringin' a bonnet out

I made a slight ten right at my mother's house I made a slight five right on my brother's couch

I gotta get two, cause I can't be no damn slouch

Ha, slime what? Slime you Rob what? Rob you