Slimed Out
(专辑: Meet Us Outer Space - 2019)
[Intro:] Are you in the
mafia? [Beno:] Walked in the
club Ten, twenty, thirty bitches, dawg, and they thick as fuck Man, they so drunk, man, they fuck us drunk She whispered in my ear, told her turn her up, turn her up Caught an opp in the
car, burn it up, burn it up Walking out the
club, it's the
end of the
party and I'm throwing up, throwing up, uh [Drego:] Catch your ass twisting fingers, what you throwing up? Uh Catch your ass at the
light, Glock throwing up, throwing up I
pass your bitch a
fishbowl, told her to front tuck Free my nigga Lonnie Bands, we was going up Paid walked in, lemon cherry got us blowed as fuck Yeah, we all rolling up, it's like a
hundred blunts Bitch, it's gon' take a
half a
year just to run it up Nigga see me out, yeah, with Mone, you know he Chris Tuck Nigga mistake me for Giannis, all about a
buck Yeah, bitch, we came from broad days, we ain't give a
fuck [Damjonboi:] Heard the
opps in that bitch, I'm still showing up Sprayed the
whole gas station, tried to blow 'em up Lights hitting off the
ice, bitches know it's us Damjonboi in this bitch, now it's going up Bumped into my lil' blooda on the 8
Poured up in unc' house, blew a
'Wood and got a
plate [Beno:] Man, lil' bitch, told her bag my shit up The
bitch was acting dumb so I
smacked that bitch up Snuck the
AR in the
club, had to wrap that bitch up [DameDot:] Walked in the
club Ten, twenty, thirty racks on me, dawg, I'm rich as fuck She whispered in my ear she gon' give it up, give it up I
whispered in her ear, "Bitch, I'm a
hundred up, hundred up" This VLONE shirt a
one of one, one of one She turned around twerking, smacked her on her butt She tryna take it off, say she burning up, burning up Now her nipples out and she turning up, turning up Pull them choppers out, we don't knuckle up, knuckle up Yeah, I
know the
route, put 'em on a
bus [BandGang Paid Will:] Yeah, put 'em on a
bus She was just a
bad bitch, turned her to a
slut All I
want is the
bag, she just wanna fuck We got choppers on them rifles like we hunting ducks Yeah, I'm sipping Akorn, this bitch getting drunk And all a
nigga know is run it up We can't have a
conversation, you ain't a
hundred up All these bitches on my head, they hear I'm boming up [ShredGang Mone:] Shirt off, you see the
Shred tatted on my stomach Riding with this Kel-Tec, it got a
hundred something And the
clip hanging from it like a
Cinnabon Chopper bullets coming out look like some midgets running Left him on a
shitbag when it hit his stomach, pussy [ShredGang Horse:] Laptop bag, no computer, it's a
Draco in it Sixty shots on it, bro'll paint a
nigga I
don't say what up 'cause I
don't play with niggas Hate rats, why the
fuck God make them niggas? Free Stone, only run with them takers, nigga [ShredGang Strap:] Shred, and everything heavy Made his time end, knocked a
nigga out his Prezi Money Mitch shit, I
put slugs in his belly Caught him talking on the
telephone and left him on telly My shooter set go like he ain't hear the
ready Could hide the
whole motherfucking chop in this Pelle [BandGang Lonnie Bands:] Shh, hold on, hold on Bitch, I'm back home, what the
fuck you thought? Huh Told the
feds I'm deaf as hell, man, I
can't talk, huh Heard the
opps was celebrating when I
got caught, huh I
bet they ain't too happy now, they mans knocked off Hey, and they other mans can't walk, hey Walk in the
club, watch me turn up, turn up Bitch on the
stage tryna fuck fuck Hold on, hold on, and I
got my XD tucked tucked And I
got my razor on me, bitch, don't get cut cut Huh, get a
lawyer, my whole stash, now I'm broke as fuck I
ain't gon' lie, you getting robbed if you ain't one of us, huh I
walk up on a
rapper like give it up, give it up Man, I
just hope this shit ain't fake as fuck [BandGang Masoe:] Hoo, out in Oakland by the
deli And we got more blues than the
intro to Belly I'm riding with a
B, this bitch prettier than Shelly Out in Oakland crop shopping, buying whatever they'll sell me Four in one pop, this bitch darker than a
Pepsi I
love my fiend Lisa, bitch got more money than Leslie Twenty on me now, nigga, Jalen Ramsey I'm somewhere in a
tower gettin topped by a
fancy Money