Ooh-wee (Slimeball, huh)
Yeah, [?]
Slimeball, ooh-wee
Okay, I’m doin’ it one time
I ain’t—I ain’t—gon’ do this sh#t no more my n#gg#
n#gg# want smoke, your n#gg# can’t get it back (Yeah)
We up four bodies, they not feelin’ that (Nah)
And that p#ss# ’bout me, I don’t talk about it
I don’t entertain, I get n#gg# whacked (Whacked)
Mention my name, that how it go down (What)
I get n#gg# splat, they know that they jacked (What)
n#gg#s sayin’ that they lookin’ for me, might not look hard enough
You know what I’m at (Know where I’m at)
Fire with a middle finger, know they [black ?] (Huh)
I got a gun, you playin’, you splat (Yeah)
Turned into a memory, n#gg#, had you on a T-shirt, could turn to a tat (Tell ’em)
Everything I’m sayin’, know that it’s facts (Facts)
Big bankroll on me, ‘member whitе-facing n#gg#s but they know that I’m Black
And I’m racist because I likе to get that n#gg# whacked (Whacked)
God started blessin’ me
Broke-ass n#gg#, he cannot stand next to me (Huh)
n#gg#, you testin’ me, pull out the gun and tell n#gg# “R.I.P.” (Yeah)
Now it’s over for him, n#gg# thought sh#t was a joke ’til I pull out on him (Yeah)
Know I keep the pole, it like a genie, it make a n#gg# disappear (For real)
Yeah, now I’m up on ’em (Ooh)
I got more money, I got more bodies than them (Word?)
I can’t f#ck with them, they start snitchin’, but we start beefin’ with them (Wow)
Look at [?] broke as hell, I cannot be like them (Damn, boy)
All of the ice and the diamond [?] gleam (Ooh)
I’m gettin’ money, more pockets of cheese (Loaded)
Smokin’ [?] my eye is Chinese (Gassy)
Bon Appétit, everybody gon’ eat (Ooh)
Nothing but steak, nothing but lobsters and crab
Gotta feed my whole team (Full)
I’m gettin’ money, my team gotta eat (Why?)
You gettin’ money, your team is so weak
You havin’ money, not fit in your piece (Huh?)
Guess you n#gg#s wasn’t built like me (How that work?)
n#gg# want smoke, your n#gg# can’t get it back (Yeah)
We up four bodies, they not feelin’ that (Nah)
And that p#ss# ’bout me, I don’t talk about it
I don’t entertain, I get n#gg# whacked (Whacked)
Mention my name, that how it go down (What)
I get n#gg# splat, they know that they jacked (What)
n#gg#s sayin’ that they lookin’ for me, might not look hard enough
You know what I’m at (Know where I’m at)
Fire with a middle finger, know they [black ?] (Huh)
I got a gun, you playin’, you splat (Yeah)
Turned into a memory, n#gg#, had you on a T-shirt, could turn to a tat (Tell ’em)
Everything I’m sayin’, know that it’s facts (Facts)
Big bankroll on me, ‘member white-facing n#gg#s but they know that I’m Black
And I’m racist because I like to get that n#gg# whacked (Whacked)
I keep it real when you n#gg#s don’t (Ah)
I get the money when these n#gg#s can’t (Yeah, n#gg#)
Fresher n#gg# when I step in the bank (Cash)
Shoot a m#th*rf#ck*r straight in his face (Wow-wow-wow)
For the money though, keep it real (You know it)
Talk to me, n#gg#, you know you gettin’ killed (Huh?)
I got them n#gg#s, they love to go kill (Huh?)
Get the money, Call of Duty the field (Yeah)
Battlefield, n#gg#, I don’t think you ready (What)
I got them gunners, now send ’em to heaven (What)
Listen, back-tie that boy (Okay), on [?], they can’t find that boy (Okay)
Try Slimeball, that be suicide (What?)
[?] whine that boy (Whine that boy)
[?] ain’t no gettin’ back, hahaha
n#gg# want smoke, your n#gg# can’t get it back (Yeah)
We up four bodies, they not feelin’ that (Nah)
And that p#ss# ’bout me, I don’t talk about it
I don’t entertain, I get n#gg# whacked (Whacked)
Mention my name, that how it go down (What)
I get n#gg# splat, they know that they jacked (What)
n#gg#s sayin’ that they lookin’ for me, might not look hard enough
You know what I’m at (Know where I’m at)
Fire with a middle finger, know they [black ?] (Huh)
I got a gun, you playin’, you splat (Yeah)
Turned into a memory, n#gg#, had you on a T-shirt, could turn to a tat (Tell ’em)
Everything I’m sayin’, know that it’s facts (Facts)
Big bankroll on me, ‘member white-facing n#gg#s but they know that I’m Black
And I’m racist because I like to get that n#gg# whacked (Whacked)
Them facts, everybody knowin’ that
f#ck you sayin’?
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