Slime Shit - Young Thug, Yak Gotti, Duke

Slatt!

Ayy, get out your motherfuckin' seat to this one, you know?

Slatt!

Slatt!

Slatt!

Hundred rounds in a Tahoe

Nigga, lighting up your tacos, hey

Give him surgery, no lipo

They don’t blame that bitch for pulling ya down

Pull up to a nigga town

I’m prepared to take 'em down, nigga

Hey, this that slime shit, hey

YSL shit, hey

Killin' 12 shit, hey

Fuck a jail shit, hey

Drinking Actavis, hey

On that snail shit, hey

Cookin' white brick, hey, hey

Bricks and Bales shit, hey, hey

Bitch, I’m super rich

Bitch, I’m stupid rich

I-I go ape shit, call that Ludacris, hey, hey

I’m not new to this, hey, I’m so true to this, hey

I done put a whole slime on a hunnid licks, hey, hey

Slime or get slimed, maniac don’t have a mind

These niggas be bitches, a lot of them snitchin'

A lot of them droppin' a dime

I come to the the point in my life

That I just want one of my wives

I think that I want that new Spider

We rich so I know they dislike us

I’m so too legit, on some Hammer shit

Diamonds dancin', bitch

YSL, VVS

In the VIP and I got that pistol on my hip

You prayin' that you live

I’m prayin' that I hit

Hey, this that slime shit

Need a slime bitch

Compromise shit, down to ride shit

Fuck, fuck the police (Fuck 'em), in a high speed

Let her out on Bleveland

Let her out on Bleveland

Hundred rounds in a Tahoe

Nigga, lighting up your tacos, hey

Give him surgery, no lipo

Down, man, that bitch will pull you down

Pull up to a nigga town

I’m prepared to take 'em down, nigga

Hey, this that slime shit, hey

YSL shit, hey

Killin' 12 shit, hey

Fuck a jail shit, hey

Drinking Actavis, hey

On that snail shit, hey

Cookin' white brick, hey, hey

Bricks and bales shit, hey, hey

Bitch, I’m super rich

Bitch, I’m stupid rich

I-I go ape shit, call that Ludacris, hey, hey

I’m not new to this, hey, I’m so true to this, hey

I done put a whole slime on a hunnid licks, hey, hey

Got banana clips for all these niggas actin' monkey

These niggas amateurs in these streets

They need hooked on phonics

Got ten trap spots, they bunkin', all of 'em doin' numbers

They just be talking, I swear these lil' fuck niggas don’t want it

I ranned up my money and I’m still in the trenches

Workin' calculators, when we fuck with weight, we call 'em benches

Got Bergalo and Troupe, they with me (They real neighborhoods)

Bang a neighborhood, 60's, Tiny Locs, they official

I get, I get it, I get it, however, I get it, I get it on my own

These percocets, they got me so high, I swear to God I’m in my own damn zone

(I'm high)

Thousand dollars on cologne

All these extras, I bought me a home

And it’s big like a dome

Hold, up country boy callin' my phone (Brr, man I just saw them)

Hundred rounds in a Tahoe

Nigga, lighting up your tacos, hey

Give him surgery, no lipo

Down, man, that bitch will pull you down

Pull up to a nigga town

I’m prepared to take 'em down, nigga

Hey, this that slime shit, hey

YSL shit, hey

Killin' 12 shit, hey

Fuck a jail shit, hey

Drinking Actavis, hey

On that snail shit, hey

Cookin' white brick, hey, hey

Bricks and bales shit, hey, hey

Bitch, I’m super rich

Bitch, I’m stupid rich

I-I go ape shit, call that Ludacris, hey, hey

I’m not new to this, hey, I’m so true to this, hey

I done put a whole slime on a hunnid licks, hey, hey

This that slime shit

This that mob shit

This that 100,000 dollars do the job shit

Down to die about this rap shit 'cause it’s too much money

They say we gettin' money

Now these niggas actin' funny

And they all fake like some bitch titties

Tell they bitch another lie 'cause we ain’t fuckin' wit' 'em

And they groupie niggas and they ho type

Fuck the judge, YSL, this that mob life

We got these bankrolls on us

We in Vegas

Now I ain’t goin' back and forth with y’all

Hello?

Yeah, I’ma bet me a 100,000

All motherfuckin hundreds

Shit, yeah, put me up