[Intro: Slimelife Shawty]
Ayy YB, let's pipe 'em up, bro
Yeah, oh, oh
Iceberg want a bag, bitch

[Chorus: Slimelife Shawty]
They don't feel my pain (Nah), this shit runnin' deep (Yeah)
I'm hotter than heat (Yeah), I'm harder than streets (Yeah, yeah)
Niggas know the truth, fuck a clue, bitch, I eat (On God)
Any nigga go against me, I'ma delete (Gone)
Bitch, I got my racks up, all in my bag (My bag)
Yeah, bitch, I act up, no need to brag (On God)
Ain't no back and forth with a nigga who in last (In last place)
Shawty goin' savage for this motherfuckin' cash (Cash, baby)

[Verse 1: Slimelife Shawty]
Bitch, I blew a brick on my bitch, that ain't the worry
Bitch, I blew a brick for my clique, that ain't the worry
Bitch, I'm chasin' M&M's and I'm in a hurry
Yeah, I blew that lil' bitty paper, I ain't discouraged
I might spend it on guns, choppin' shit up for fun
Show the boy how it's done, when it's smoke, niggas run
I just got into a shootout in my Louis'
But everything Gucci, I won't let a nigga do me
Won't send a shooter through digital (Oh, hell nah)
This shit could get critical (For all y'all)
They know I keep racks in these Amiris like a ritual
How I let you change up on me? I should've finished you
I should've peeped you came around because it benefited you (Say what?)
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