Slimeto
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
GENRE
[Intro]
(What up Rippah?)
Slime, slime, slime, slime
[Verse 1]
Yeah, I took the top off the Jeep
My word to God, forever goin’ against the odds until the day that I’m beat
I stay far down, so caught up in these streets
And I’m not steppin’ in no church until the day I’m deceased
I pray that my soul you keep
Hol’ up, who the fuck said they rock the McLaren shit better?
Hop in the [?], steppin’ on the petal
Clip full of [?], tearin’ through the metal
I prefer jacket over Gucci sweater
I’m buying crosses, only for the better
In thе ghetto, preachin’ like I’m a rеverend
Money flockin’, you gon’ need a vendetta (No trap, bitch)
I could turn her to Griselda Blanco
Make her pick it up and drop it off
She fuckin’ cutthroat
If she do it right, I show her shit she never seen before
Can you pour up tonight, because when we fuck I love how you go slow
Stupid bitch came knockin’ at the trap like “Where Slimeto at?”
Real street nigga, never been a lame, I keep that fuckin’ strap
Rob that bitch ass nigga out his shit fo’ he can even care
Post up like big [?] that backstreet shit and I got hella racks
[Chorus]
Yeah, these hoes don’t love me, yeah
Young nigga live and die in the street
Lost sole, lost child, yeah
Come take a ride through the north with a nigga like me
[Verse 2]
Pull up in that new addition, I say I deserve it
This for everybody hurt me, every bitch that ever curved me
Tried to kill that nigga, as if his partner, they say he deserve it
These niggas really think I’m worried
Do the bitch, go down and dirty
Ten grand on Givenchy, I spend it, I’m making it back
Whole lotta racks, that’s up in the bag
On her top, then I hit it from the back
Conversating, I really ain’t that
Interrogation, you can get me a Mac
Steady playin’, but I like how she act
So I pull it out like “‘Mm, you fuckin’ with” that?”
[Chorus]
Yeah, these hoes don’t love me, yeah
Young nigga live and die in the street
Lost sole, lost child, yeah
Come take a ride through the north with a nigga like me
[Outro]
Niggas just don’t know that I’m taxin’ all these hoes
And these hoes wan’ ride with me, but these hoes can’t ride for free
Hahahaha, haha
(What up Rippah?)
Slime, slime, slime, slime
[Verse 1]
Yeah, I took the top off the Jeep
My word to God, forever goin’ against the odds until the day that I’m beat
I stay far down, so caught up in these streets
And I’m not steppin’ in no church until the day I’m deceased
I pray that my soul you keep
Hol’ up, who the fuck said they rock the McLaren shit better?
Hop in the [?], steppin’ on the petal
Clip full of [?], tearin’ through the metal
I prefer jacket over Gucci sweater
I’m buying crosses, only for the better
In thе ghetto, preachin’ like I’m a rеverend
Money flockin’, you gon’ need a vendetta (No trap, bitch)
I could turn her to Griselda Blanco
Make her pick it up and drop it off
She fuckin’ cutthroat
If she do it right, I show her shit she never seen before
Can you pour up tonight, because when we fuck I love how you go slow
Stupid bitch came knockin’ at the trap like “Where Slimeto at?”
Real street nigga, never been a lame, I keep that fuckin’ strap
Rob that bitch ass nigga out his shit fo’ he can even care
Post up like big [?] that backstreet shit and I got hella racks
[Chorus]
Yeah, these hoes don’t love me, yeah
Young nigga live and die in the street
Lost sole, lost child, yeah
Come take a ride through the north with a nigga like me
[Verse 2]
Pull up in that new addition, I say I deserve it
This for everybody hurt me, every bitch that ever curved me
Tried to kill that nigga, as if his partner, they say he deserve it
These niggas really think I’m worried
Do the bitch, go down and dirty
Ten grand on Givenchy, I spend it, I’m making it back
Whole lotta racks, that’s up in the bag
On her top, then I hit it from the back
Conversating, I really ain’t that
Interrogation, you can get me a Mac
Steady playin’, but I like how she act
So I pull it out like “‘Mm, you fuckin’ with” that?”
[Chorus]
Yeah, these hoes don’t love me, yeah
Young nigga live and die in the street
Lost sole, lost child, yeah
Come take a ride through the north with a nigga like me
[Outro]
Niggas just don’t know that I’m taxin’ all these hoes
And these hoes wan’ ride with me, but these hoes can’t ride for free
Hahahaha, haha
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