[Chorus: Young Thug]
I'll slime you out, so I have you on this wing jet
I'll slime you out and split it with the team, yeah
I'll slime you out, we pull up with the steam, yeah
I'll slime you out, camcorder with a machine, yeah
I'll slime you out, I stunt you motherfuckers out
I'll slime you out, we comin' burnin' up your house
I'll slime you out, you can see it in my eyes
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Verse 1: Karlae & Young Thug]
Outside lookin' in, there is no comparison (Mh-mhm)
You put them bitches in a line, I'll embarrass them (Mhm)
Magnificently written, all this shit that I be kickin' (Mhm)
Ain't no queens of the jungle, really all these bitches kittens (Meow)
Who they kiddin'? They be smitten
Tell 'em, "Bye" and then good riddance (Good riddance)
And they freestyles by? I can tell that shit good written (Slime, slatt, slatt)
Excuse me
See, we different, everybody out here braggin' 'bout they dough
But when it's time to spend that money, where that bread go? (Mhm)
I beat that shit like congo, I pass hoes, Rondo (Slatt)
If I go inside that Louis purse, run, ho
Rousey, I kick shit with thousands money pilin' up (Slatt slatt slatt slatt)
Y'all be on that internet, but money is not dialin' up (Slatt slatt slatt slatt)
Your wild dreams ain't wild enough, so what you come at me for? (Slatt slatt slatt slatt)
I'll invade your lane, I suggest you take a detour (Woo, woo)
And please check the decor, and y'all drinkin', we pour (Hey, hey)
Never say that we poor, y'all can act an ass
Bitch, I'm goin' Eeyore
Is it just me or these hoes need to level up? (Level up, bitch)
Just bought a green Birkin, call her 7-Up (Slimy)
Your reel isn't real enough, so tell me what you fishin' for
I'll slime you out, so I have you on this wing jet
I'll slime you out and split it with the team, yeah
I'll slime you out, we pull up with the steam, yeah
I'll slime you out, camcorder with a machine, yeah
I'll slime you out, I stunt you motherfuckers out
I'll slime you out, we comin' burnin' up your house
I'll slime you out, you can see it in my eyes
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Verse 1: Karlae & Young Thug]
Outside lookin' in, there is no comparison (Mh-mhm)
You put them bitches in a line, I'll embarrass them (Mhm)
Magnificently written, all this shit that I be kickin' (Mhm)
Ain't no queens of the jungle, really all these bitches kittens (Meow)
Who they kiddin'? They be smitten
Tell 'em, "Bye" and then good riddance (Good riddance)
And they freestyles by? I can tell that shit good written (Slime, slatt, slatt)
Excuse me
See, we different, everybody out here braggin' 'bout they dough
But when it's time to spend that money, where that bread go? (Mhm)
I beat that shit like congo, I pass hoes, Rondo (Slatt)
If I go inside that Louis purse, run, ho
Rousey, I kick shit with thousands money pilin' up (Slatt slatt slatt slatt)
Y'all be on that internet, but money is not dialin' up (Slatt slatt slatt slatt)
Your wild dreams ain't wild enough, so what you come at me for? (Slatt slatt slatt slatt)
I'll invade your lane, I suggest you take a detour (Woo, woo)
And please check the decor, and y'all drinkin', we pour (Hey, hey)
Never say that we poor, y'all can act an ass
Bitch, I'm goin' Eeyore
Is it just me or these hoes need to level up? (Level up, bitch)
Just bought a green Birkin, call her 7-Up (Slimy)
Your reel isn't real enough, so tell me what you fishin' for
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