[Slimesito] Nigga, you ain´t real, I can see it in your eyes (On gang)
Youâ aâ small fry (Smallâ fry), nigga I got mob tiesâ (Mob) Pulled up on yo block nigga, you cannot hide (Nah) I don´t like TEC-9´s (Nine), nigga I just like Glock .9´s (Nine) I like compact pistols, I don´t like .45´s, nigga (Fuck) And I got a bad bitch, and she acting shy All these motherfuckin´ sticks nigga, I can´t let shit slide (Nah) All these shooters doing drills every day, it´s like the Ch´i Where I come from you can´t lack, every day I tote that fire (Gang) I remember thirteen with that stick, doing drive-bys (Sticks) Niggas touring on machines (Machines), I can´t let that shit fly (Nah)
Teachers said I won´t gon´ be shit, nigga, ´cause I stay high All these racks up in my pants (Racks), nigga, I´m the bad guy Everybody talkin´ stress, nigga, that´s why I got five (five) Niggas talking behind my back, nigga, but it´s all lies In a foreign, double down, yeah I´m toting two .9´s All my niggas in the street, and them niggas pullin´ slime I don´t really trust no nigga, ´cause these niggas be droppin´ dimes Hit that nigga with the stick, yeah, I shot him nine times All my niggas live in crime, nigga, I don´t have no time
Slime that nigga for his work (Slime), he ain´t see shit like he blind And I´m sipping on this red (Red), nigga, and that shit ain´t wine In the trap, I got that fire, gotta keep it all times And all these fucking drugs, I can´t pull up all the time (Nah)