slime lennon & york mccartney ft. Leyork5 Lyrics

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Made buddy ass hit the Mannequin Challenge when I caught his ass out broad day and I popped him

These niggas living they live like"American Dad"

'Cause they story be changing like Roger

High speed chase, got lil' Aimie ass working the whip

Grip the clip like he Larry the lobster

Soon as I get out the studio

I'm horny as hell, tell bae come get on top of me

Hold on, wait a minute, we using a condom

Fuck you mean you left my blunt on the counter?

Nah, I'm just playing, I ain't smoking the ganja no more

But might use a lil' Ashwagandha

Lame nigga said he don't like how I'm sounding no more

But it's cool 'cause his hoe in my comments"Babyboi5, you ain't fuckin' wit shawty no more?"

Fuck nigga I ain't making no comment

Why the fuck you even worried about it?

Nigga ass so worried 'bout what the 5ive got going on he ain't even making no commas

You need to try to make five hundred dollars today 'fore you even try to regard me

Hoes coming in, anyway, regardless

Truth be told, all the hoes love a nonchalant nigga and love when he rap lethargic

That ain't my beef but hell yeah, nigga, I be counting my Benji's while listening to Carti

Still high as hell so I went to the store, got a Liquid IV and a bottle of water

Cut off my hoe at Kennesaw State 'cause she always drunk when she leaving the parties

These niggas thought I had dropped out of Albany State, but I'm virtual, shit even harder

Gotta be careful 'cause these niggas get mad as hell when you let 'em know that you smarter

She keep asking me questions, I'm high as hell, fuck you mean"gay son or thot daughter?"

Let a hoe ask me a question like that and I pull out the Plan B so damn quick

Nigga be flexing they poles on the IG, they get in yo' face and they take yo' stick

She fucking wit' me 'cause she know I'm the one, nigga been getting money, I'm finna get rich

Ain't smelling that nigga, he already know

I'm rapping too fast while these niggas rap slow

Stop tammat paper, that shit on the floor

If you talking money then, boy, let me know

I'm spittin' that real, hell nah I won't hold

Lil' shiest sent the beat so I gotta go crazy

I'm swapping these cars and I ain't going lazy

I give this bitch money, I'm not buying daisies

Took me some L's but I know I'ma win

Push two hundred, I'm fast and I'm furious

Got a fine ho, she keep yelling out"period!"

Can't even talk 'cause these niggas not hearing it

Damn, damn

Nigga just sent me my bitch and I know that I'm tender

Like damn, I'ma need that back

Nigga been working like everyday, nigga I ain't wasting no time, ain't cutting no slack

And I know a tall nigga walk around ARP gone dunk a hoe just like Shaq

I catch him out bad, boy I know he too easy

And if I was hungry I know they wouldn't feed me

I turnt to a demon, like eight-four just cheesin

Zot too strong, hit yo' lung, now they leaving

Lot of shit going on, show that I'm grieving

Tell her stop playing, I'm not for the teasing

Bro watch my shoes, hell nah they not creasing

Don't ask a question, do shit for a reason

Damn, damn, eight-four