"slimyfella" lyrics
On God, kilo make the beat
Hell yea I just made a couple damn thousand
I was on the block, just wildin'
[?] funds [?]
Call the plug, I need a re-up
Check me in and I'ma fuck that shit up
But before yo show I fuck it up
Get that bag and finish it up
I got Kilo, he up on the drums
Smoking 'Za it keep beating my lungs
Spend my money on clothes and guns
We [?] get funds
I'm with doobie and big homie Glock
I'm a rich nigga up on this block
I fell in love with my Glock
My wrist get to hurtin' I'm whippin the pot
I got a shooter outside yo door
Ya best lay low fore' your ass get fold
Ion give a fuck if that's your hoe
Be with hella demons but I ain't sell my soul
V12 I got horses in the engine
Won't give out my number you'll get my extension
When I die, they will not forget my existence
Told that boy if you want a verse send a submission
I open a pack and it smell
The hot [?] bitch I'm hotter than hell
He tried to gang and I'm sending these shells
That boy a rat he tellin' these tales
Got shooters who love to do blitz
Got shooters who itchin for hits
I swear that they never miss
I wish you the best lil bitch
I hop out the whip with a uzi uzi (Uzi!)
A stupid lil bih with a big ol booty
The drank, a nigga get really moody
Ima come back for you if you do not shoot me
Pussy is scared to pull triggers
This shit gon' be bigger than bigger
They gon hop on the flow like a river
He blow up he don't care bout a liver
Hell yea I just made a couple damn thousand
I was on the block, just wildin'
[?] funds [?]
Call the plug, I need a re-up
Check me in and I'ma fuck that shit up
But before yo show I fuck it up
Get that bag and I finish it up
I got Kilo, he up on the drums
Smoking 'Za it keep beating my lungs
Spend my money on clothes and guns
We [?] get funds
I'm with doobie and big homie Glock
I'm a rich nigga up on this block
I fell in love with my Glock
My wrist get to hurtin' I'm whippin the pot
I got a shooter outside yo door
Ya best lay low fore' your ass get fold
Ion give a fuck if that's your hoe
Be with hella demons but I ain't sell my soul
V12 I got horses in the engine
Won't give out my number you'll get my extension
When I die, they will not forget my existence
Told that boy if you want a verse send a submission
Gotta finish the job, It's causin suspicion
Would be best for you to just shut up and listen
I [?] my cup and then everybody listen
(Who the fuck that is at the door)
(What the fuck?)
(He think he slick I see his ass right there)
[?]
Hell yea I just made a couple damn thousand
I was on the block, just wildin'
[?] funds [?]
Call the plug, I need a re-up
Check me in and I'ma fuck that shit up
But before yo show I fuck it up
Get that bag and finish it up
I got Kilo, he up on the drums
Smoking 'Za it keep beating my lungs
Spend my money on clothes and guns
We [?] get funds
I'm with doobie and big homie Glock
I'm a rich nigga up on this block
I fell in love with my Glock
My wrist get to hurtin' I'm whippin the pot
I got a shooter outside yo door
Ya best lay low fore' your ass get fold
Ion give a fuck if that's your hoe
Be with hella demons but I ain't sell my soul
V12 I got horses in the engine
Won't give out my number you'll get my extension
When I die, they will not forget my existence
Told that boy if you want a verse send a submission
I open a pack and it smell
The hot [?] bitch I'm hotter than hell
He tried to gang and I'm sending these shells
That boy a rat he tellin' these tales
Got shooters who love to do blitz
Got shooters who itchin for hits
I swear that they never miss
I wish you the best lil bitch
I hop out the whip with a uzi uzi (Uzi!)
A stupid lil bih with a big ol booty
The drank, a nigga get really moody
Ima come back for you if you do not shoot me
Pussy is scared to pull triggers
This shit gon' be bigger than bigger
They gon hop on the flow like a river
He blow up he don't care bout a liver
Hell yea I just made a couple damn thousand
I was on the block, just wildin'
[?] funds [?]
Call the plug, I need a re-up
Check me in and I'ma fuck that shit up
But before yo show I fuck it up
Get that bag and I finish it up
I got Kilo, he up on the drums
Smoking 'Za it keep beating my lungs
Spend my money on clothes and guns
We [?] get funds
I'm with doobie and big homie Glock
I'm a rich nigga up on this block
I fell in love with my Glock
My wrist get to hurtin' I'm whippin the pot
I got a shooter outside yo door
Ya best lay low fore' your ass get fold
Ion give a fuck if that's your hoe
Be with hella demons but I ain't sell my soul
V12 I got horses in the engine
Won't give out my number you'll get my extension
When I die, they will not forget my existence
Told that boy if you want a verse send a submission
Gotta finish the job, It's causin suspicion
Would be best for you to just shut up and listen
I [?] my cup and then everybody listen
(Who the fuck that is at the door)
(What the fuck?)
(He think he slick I see his ass right there)
[?]
