"Real Deal Slime" lyrics
Walk, let's go, yup
You know Lil Double 0 Walk Down Gang (Slimin' shit out)
We still posted up in the hood with them Glocks every day too
Uh, let's go
Real-deal slime, you can ask my mama
Hissin', the SRT goin' over two hundred
I ain't runnin' from no man, I ain't doin' no playin' (Double 0)
Nigga play with me, Lil Double 0 walk down, dump him
Hit his ass with this chopper, it sound like thunder (Chop sound like thunder)
In the trap, this bitch don't close, we thumpin'
We the one doin' numbers, I know that you want it
Opp niggas stuck on defense
Got a team full of shooters, we kill all opponents (Let's go)
Yeah, we kill all opponents, Walk Down Gang, you know that we on it (Let's go)
We take your chain and snatch your brain, you make one move, you gon' be post
Poppin' these Percs like candy, niggas can't stand me
Even though me and G got money, we still be out
I'm feelin' just like J-Money, when I got a chopper, if I see an opp, then I'm dumpin' him
You ain't did no drill, you ain't hit nobody, so how the fuck you smokin' dead opps, buddy?
The opps can't ain't even go lie, they know we slide
Heard the feds be lookin' for switches, but I still bust 'em
Me and GG slimed somethin' out on my nineteenth birthday, all blues, hit a nigga in public
Me and Junior Boss runnin' 'round with plenty killers (Double 0)
You play with our guys, then we takin' your life (Shit crazy)
2021, Lil Double 0 did it
I know it might sound like a lie, but I'm tellin' the truth
I don't give a fuck 'bout money
If I get rich, I'm still in the hood with the troops
Me and G Slime, we was just broke
He invented the tee, shit white like snow
If it wasn't for Bhristian and D'Ussé, I would've been gave up and went ride with them poles
I would've been gave up, would've been in the streets tryna hop out, take me a soul
Gotta be there for my sister DeeDee, forever, she need me
A nigga play, then I'ma put him on TV
She say that her brother be all on the TV
Give a fuck if she bad, I still won't eat it
Run around with the zombies like Mike on "Beat It"
If we got beef, it ain't no treaty
She say Lil Double a slime, a dog, but she still need me, woah
Real-deal slime, you can ask my mama (Ask mom)
Real street pops, I'm a son of a gunner (Walk Down Gang)
We just walked somethin' down, it's a real hot summer
Lil' bro gon' body it, hot shit, straight up, get on him
Smokin' on dead opps, get out my body
Been knowin' these niggas, these niggas ain't killed nobody
No bap, that's facts
These niggas be cappin' on wax 'til they ass get smacked, let's go
The way you lookin' for my squad, that's how you get popped
Catch him and stretch him and do him like 4
I don't fuck with no nigga that's green heart, chop with a green beam on it, you throwed (Double 0 gon' spark, woah)
Me and my bitch like Bobby and Whitney
Popppin' these Percs 'til they fuck up her heart
Lil' bro gon' score with the blicky like it was his job
Three shots to his head and one in his heart
Double 0 pop him a G6, go up to Mars, woah
I'm in a fast-ass brand-new car, I hit this gas, this ho go far, woah
If my bitch tell me that you got the cash, me and GG pull up in your car
It only been one year up in this rap shit, fuck all that cap shit, Double 0 turned to a star
The only reason that that young nigga switched 'cause my lil' cousin booked that boy for his rod, he took the boy heart, woah
We slidin' on opps, me and Lil 30
Only sixteen with them brand-new Glocks
Man, forever like fuck the opps
Like two, three years ago, these niggas wasn't slime, we was feelin' like fox (Let's go)
Jeezy fast, just throw him the Glock 23, he shoot that bitch, get off
Rockin' this Chrome Heart with this Off-White, lil' bitch, I'm drippin' sauce (Walk him down)
Know I'm a boss, woah
Got more money than your daddy and boss, lil' ho, I ain't even turn twenty yet
I'm ridin' 'round in this brand-new SRT, might cash out, get a new 'Vette, ho
Flex on you niggas, no sweat, no
Ballin' like jugg and finesse
I hit the block and I made shit stretch
In some Rick Owens boots 'cause we trappin' the best
Let's go, uh, 'cause we trap the best (Let's go)
Know if he pull up, then you know the rest (Walk down)
Walk a nigga down and get in his chest (Walk him down)
Hit a nigga spine and one in his neck (One in his neck, lil' ho)
Straight Drop came home, now he want him a body (Straight Drop want a body)
Scat Pack too fast, fuck up a Masi'
Lil' bruh gon' pull up and hop out, he need to get out it
Can't beef with no rap nigga, they wanna make a diss 'bout it, woah
Real-deal slime, you can ask my mama
Real street pops, I'm a son of a gunner
Real-deal slime, you can ask my mama
Double 0 hop out, walk somethin' down, on my mama (Let's go)
Real-deal slime, you can ask my mama
(Real-deal slime, you can ask my mama)
Said walk, walk
Double 0 up the score, oh
Walk down, let it blow, uh (Let's go)
Yeah, all my niggas slidin' and they gon' pull up, pop it, yeah
Walk Down Gang, bitch, we been an army, we been droppin', yeah
Hah, free Lil 30, slatt, free the gang, free JD, free Shiesty
Slidin' with broke-ass pistols, ridin' 'round with them broke-ass pistols
EBGK, 4K, you know what I'm sayin', like all that shit
WWE (GG with me, he gon' slime and he gon' take your pistol)
Niggas know we Walk Down Gang and we don't fuck with no nigga
Fuck with no nigga, slatt
You know Lil Double 0 Walk Down Gang (Slimin' shit out)
We still posted up in the hood with them Glocks every day too
Uh, let's go
Real-deal slime, you can ask my mama
Hissin', the SRT goin' over two hundred
I ain't runnin' from no man, I ain't doin' no playin' (Double 0)
Nigga play with me, Lil Double 0 walk down, dump him
Hit his ass with this chopper, it sound like thunder (Chop sound like thunder)
In the trap, this bitch don't close, we thumpin'
We the one doin' numbers, I know that you want it
Opp niggas stuck on defense
Got a team full of shooters, we kill all opponents (Let's go)
Yeah, we kill all opponents, Walk Down Gang, you know that we on it (Let's go)
We take your chain and snatch your brain, you make one move, you gon' be post
Poppin' these Percs like candy, niggas can't stand me
Even though me and G got money, we still be out
I'm feelin' just like J-Money, when I got a chopper, if I see an opp, then I'm dumpin' him
You ain't did no drill, you ain't hit nobody, so how the fuck you smokin' dead opps, buddy?
The opps can't ain't even go lie, they know we slide
Heard the feds be lookin' for switches, but I still bust 'em
Me and GG slimed somethin' out on my nineteenth birthday, all blues, hit a nigga in public
Me and Junior Boss runnin' 'round with plenty killers (Double 0)
You play with our guys, then we takin' your life (Shit crazy)
2021, Lil Double 0 did it
I know it might sound like a lie, but I'm tellin' the truth
I don't give a fuck 'bout money
If I get rich, I'm still in the hood with the troops
Me and G Slime, we was just broke
He invented the tee, shit white like snow
If it wasn't for Bhristian and D'Ussé, I would've been gave up and went ride with them poles
I would've been gave up, would've been in the streets tryna hop out, take me a soul
Gotta be there for my sister DeeDee, forever, she need me
A nigga play, then I'ma put him on TV
She say that her brother be all on the TV
Give a fuck if she bad, I still won't eat it
Run around with the zombies like Mike on "Beat It"
If we got beef, it ain't no treaty
She say Lil Double a slime, a dog, but she still need me, woah
Real-deal slime, you can ask my mama (Ask mom)
Real street pops, I'm a son of a gunner (Walk Down Gang)
We just walked somethin' down, it's a real hot summer
Lil' bro gon' body it, hot shit, straight up, get on him
Smokin' on dead opps, get out my body
Been knowin' these niggas, these niggas ain't killed nobody
No bap, that's facts
These niggas be cappin' on wax 'til they ass get smacked, let's go
The way you lookin' for my squad, that's how you get popped
Catch him and stretch him and do him like 4
I don't fuck with no nigga that's green heart, chop with a green beam on it, you throwed (Double 0 gon' spark, woah)
Me and my bitch like Bobby and Whitney
Popppin' these Percs 'til they fuck up her heart
Lil' bro gon' score with the blicky like it was his job
Three shots to his head and one in his heart
Double 0 pop him a G6, go up to Mars, woah
I'm in a fast-ass brand-new car, I hit this gas, this ho go far, woah
If my bitch tell me that you got the cash, me and GG pull up in your car
It only been one year up in this rap shit, fuck all that cap shit, Double 0 turned to a star
The only reason that that young nigga switched 'cause my lil' cousin booked that boy for his rod, he took the boy heart, woah
We slidin' on opps, me and Lil 30
Only sixteen with them brand-new Glocks
Man, forever like fuck the opps
Like two, three years ago, these niggas wasn't slime, we was feelin' like fox (Let's go)
Jeezy fast, just throw him the Glock 23, he shoot that bitch, get off
Rockin' this Chrome Heart with this Off-White, lil' bitch, I'm drippin' sauce (Walk him down)
Know I'm a boss, woah
Got more money than your daddy and boss, lil' ho, I ain't even turn twenty yet
I'm ridin' 'round in this brand-new SRT, might cash out, get a new 'Vette, ho
Flex on you niggas, no sweat, no
Ballin' like jugg and finesse
I hit the block and I made shit stretch
In some Rick Owens boots 'cause we trappin' the best
Let's go, uh, 'cause we trap the best (Let's go)
Know if he pull up, then you know the rest (Walk down)
Walk a nigga down and get in his chest (Walk him down)
Hit a nigga spine and one in his neck (One in his neck, lil' ho)
Straight Drop came home, now he want him a body (Straight Drop want a body)
Scat Pack too fast, fuck up a Masi'
Lil' bruh gon' pull up and hop out, he need to get out it
Can't beef with no rap nigga, they wanna make a diss 'bout it, woah
Real-deal slime, you can ask my mama
Real street pops, I'm a son of a gunner
Real-deal slime, you can ask my mama
Double 0 hop out, walk somethin' down, on my mama (Let's go)
Real-deal slime, you can ask my mama
(Real-deal slime, you can ask my mama)
Said walk, walk
Double 0 up the score, oh
Walk down, let it blow, uh (Let's go)
Yeah, all my niggas slidin' and they gon' pull up, pop it, yeah
Walk Down Gang, bitch, we been an army, we been droppin', yeah
Hah, free Lil 30, slatt, free the gang, free JD, free Shiesty
Slidin' with broke-ass pistols, ridin' 'round with them broke-ass pistols
EBGK, 4K, you know what I'm sayin', like all that shit
WWE (GG with me, he gon' slime and he gon' take your pistol)
Niggas know we Walk Down Gang and we don't fuck with no nigga
Fuck with no nigga, slatt
