Lyrics
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Intro: Slimesito
(ok, let me hear your tag)
Rich Slime Global, pussy
Everything global, nigga
(ok is the hardest, I swear to god)
50, Rich Slime
Verse 1: Slimesito
Damn, I'm on gangway running up paper planes
Got a bitch, she up in my spot, I got hoes, they claiming 50 gang
Thirty up in Icebox, nigga, I ain't go to Johnny Dang
How the fuck he Rich Slime, but that nigga not up in a gang?
Ayy, running up them paper planes
Ayy, man, I can't fuck with none of these rap-ass niggas, they be actin' strange
Niggas know 'bout jefe, know my diamonds, know I'm havin' stain
Wood grain on the choppa, when I hit, you know I make it bang (Brrlt-Brrlt)
Brother just got popped, he ain't claim him, man, that shit a shame
Put him on a white tee, fuck that, put that nigga on a chain
Just send him on a mission, I can't do that 'cause I know he lame
They praying on my downfall, oh my God, they playing with my name
Verse 2: OsamaSon
Sometimes I be sippin' on drank (Yeah, bitch)
Every step a good step, I'm playin' that game (Yeah, buh-buh)
Ev-everyone's a winner but we is not the same (Boop-boop-boop)
Pull up with that choppa and I'm swinging that thing (Boop-boop-boop)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, boop-boop-boop, bitch, cha-ching, take ya' money, ha, yeah, yeah, bitch)
Hold up, pourin' up straight for four days
Ha-half a milli' play, chop that shit up in four ways
I was tellin' homie, you can't go, yeah, four ways
SRT, take off, it got no brakes
It was me and Slime, four choppas, yeah, two snakes (Boop-boop-boop-boop-boop-boop)
Yeah, bitch, bitch, hold up, hold up, yeah, yeah
Too much bands, that's why I sag
Bitch, this whole fit YSL, you can't tell me, check the tag
I was itchin' just to flex it, I was itchin' just to hawk it
Lil O walked in, got the rocket in his pocket
Bitch, I been locked in, now I don't even feel like talkin'
Fit out the ocean, these niggas still walkin'
Stay nigga, stay nigga, put ya' in a coffin
New jeans and new lean you can tell that I'm ballin'
Beans on beans, X kick, then I'm off it
I told him, "How you go?" with the swag that I taught him
Pass me the rock, I'ma fuckin' criss-cross 'em
Throwin' eight with the rocks, yeah, awesome
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