[Chorus]
(Plugg)
Look how far I made it, everybody proud of slime (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
N-Not regular sweatpants, boy, I had to Prada mine (Prada mine)
T-Turn you to a egg with this ARP of mine-mine (Buh, buh, buh, buh, buh, buh)
What's on your neck? Boy, you-, boy, you not nun' (Swag)
In the street, I got my gun
I-in your hood you ain't on nun'
I just sent some racks to my shooter, they won't fake out for nun' (Bee, bee, bee)
Pull up with that TEC and shoot you
Boy, I ain't hop out this car for nun' (Buh, buh, buh, buh, buh, buh)
[Verse]
Gang, free 'em (Slatt, yeah)
Packs right down the road
This ho wanna know about Lil' O
P-Pull up swervin', lil' cousin go
He-Hella sticks in the Durango (Sticks, sticks, sticks)
In the-in the Jeep truck, yo' shit too slow
D-Double cup, fill it with two fat fucks
I was down bad, had to get racks up
Original finesser, bih, bih, slime flexer
Hoes wanna fuck and I just met ya
Bitch, fall back, I can not catch ya
I made hella racks, boy, catch up (Bee)
Racks you made, that shit too pity
I got a lil' onе back in the city
ARP with a .40 with me (Yeah, yеah, yeah)
(Plugg)
Look how far I made it, everybody proud of slime (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
N-Not regular sweatpants, boy, I had to Prada mine (Prada mine)
T-Turn you to a egg with this ARP of mine-mine (Buh, buh, buh, buh, buh, buh)
What's on your neck? Boy, you-, boy, you not nun' (Swag)
In the street, I got my gun
I-in your hood you ain't on nun'
I just sent some racks to my shooter, they won't fake out for nun' (Bee, bee, bee)
Pull up with that TEC and shoot you
Boy, I ain't hop out this car for nun' (Buh, buh, buh, buh, buh, buh)
[Verse]
Gang, free 'em (Slatt, yeah)
Packs right down the road
This ho wanna know about Lil' O
P-Pull up swervin', lil' cousin go
He-Hella sticks in the Durango (Sticks, sticks, sticks)
In the-in the Jeep truck, yo' shit too slow
D-Double cup, fill it with two fat fucks
I was down bad, had to get racks up
Original finesser, bih, bih, slime flexer
Hoes wanna fuck and I just met ya
Bitch, fall back, I can not catch ya
I made hella racks, boy, catch up (Bee)
Racks you made, that shit too pity
I got a lil' onе back in the city
ARP with a .40 with me (Yeah, yеah, yeah)
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