[Intro]
Ayy, these niggas bitches (Ayy 38)
Mmm, ay, slime-slime-slime (Mmm)
(Dubba-AA flexin')
Today we gon’ bust’ out, Let’s go (Slime-slime-slime)
(I need to talk to Mike Laury, Hello? This Mike Laury)
What was you sayin’ nigga? That’s what you talkin’ ‘bout (Yeah-yeah)
(This is the sound)
Fuck that, rock out (YoungBoy)
[Chorus]
Heard this nigga actin' like he wanna see me
Hold up, bust his fuckin' cantaloupe and front street him in 3-D (Fuck, bitch, gang)
Put that dick on her and tried to slide, she said that “You can’t leave me”
I’ma real street nigga, fuck whoever that ain’t with me (Fuck)
They got D-Dawg with the tech, come out the back and spray 'round
The pussy bitch gon' feel the same aftеr he feel this K round
Don’t fuck around with niggas or these bitchеs, you can’t put the Bape don’t
Soon as I leave the city, zip 'em, stupid bitch, now lay down (Bitch lay down)
And I’ma real rich nigga, those broke hoes allowed
I’m just steady poppin' Percs and drinkin' ACT in Maybach [?] (Let’s go)
Had to tell that bitch “I been that”, I be loaded on that dog food
Tryna shift, but A.I. got the tricks, I bet I get 'em all
I say “Why these niggas throwin' shots?” D-Dawg say “Slatt”
Run down and ask 'em 'bout the tweet, like be exact 'cause you ain’t that
Not at Atlantic, I’ma be at Paramount up in the back
Ain’t gotta speak on who I wack, bitch, you gon' catch these thirty racks (On Dump)
Ayy, these niggas bitches (Ayy 38)
Mmm, ay, slime-slime-slime (Mmm)
(Dubba-AA flexin')
Today we gon’ bust’ out, Let’s go (Slime-slime-slime)
(I need to talk to Mike Laury, Hello? This Mike Laury)
What was you sayin’ nigga? That’s what you talkin’ ‘bout (Yeah-yeah)
(This is the sound)
Fuck that, rock out (YoungBoy)
[Chorus]
Heard this nigga actin' like he wanna see me
Hold up, bust his fuckin' cantaloupe and front street him in 3-D (Fuck, bitch, gang)
Put that dick on her and tried to slide, she said that “You can’t leave me”
I’ma real street nigga, fuck whoever that ain’t with me (Fuck)
They got D-Dawg with the tech, come out the back and spray 'round
The pussy bitch gon' feel the same aftеr he feel this K round
Don’t fuck around with niggas or these bitchеs, you can’t put the Bape don’t
Soon as I leave the city, zip 'em, stupid bitch, now lay down (Bitch lay down)
And I’ma real rich nigga, those broke hoes allowed
I’m just steady poppin' Percs and drinkin' ACT in Maybach [?] (Let’s go)
Had to tell that bitch “I been that”, I be loaded on that dog food
Tryna shift, but A.I. got the tricks, I bet I get 'em all
I say “Why these niggas throwin' shots?” D-Dawg say “Slatt”
Run down and ask 'em 'bout the tweet, like be exact 'cause you ain’t that
Not at Atlantic, I’ma be at Paramount up in the back
Ain’t gotta speak on who I wack, bitch, you gon' catch these thirty racks (On Dump)
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