Yeah, yeah slime
Gucci bag for my shoes, they look dirty
Gucci bag for my shoes, they look dirty
Yeah, yeah
My nigga Wheezy, you know what Im sayin
I cant do nothin with that bitch, the way she flodgin
Wrapped a million up, aint none of my dogs starvin
Rolly-polly with that TEC-9, the carbon
Couple hoes they mnage trois me
Gucci bag for my shoes, they look dirty
I got thirty new bitches like Im Curry
Bought the Rolls Royce and came through Bleveland swerving
I just wiped my dick off with the Rolls Royce curtains
Okay if you seen her with me you know she workin
Okay I just spent a quarter mil on purses
I have never settled for a bitch that swerves me
Oh yeah, oh
Yeah Balenciaga, triple-S the first whip
My niggas call me CVS, I keep the syrup with me
Purple Act, purple kush, purple percs nigga
I tote Fear of God by the jeans, with the skirts nigga
I wore Balmain way before your church niggas
I know Chanel personal work, Celia
I know, Im the GOAT, I know
All four my pockets got the Klumps, Im Eddie Murphy
Gucci bag for my shoes, they look dirty
I got thirty new bitches like Im Curry
Bought the Rolls Royce and came through Bleveland swerving
I just wiped my dick off with the Rolls Royce curtains
Yeah, I cant do nothin with the bitch, just know she stalkin
Wrapped a million up, aint none of my niggas starvin
Rolly-polly with that TEC-9, the carbon
Couple hoes they mnage trois-in
I done had my trunk for the whole engine for the whole engine
Im tryna see if my pockets can fit a whole million a whole million
Niggas be plottin, the reason I tote a semi tote a semi
YSL my partners, we back to back in these Bentleys YSL
You niggas you stealin my drip,
Ima need a percentage Ima need a percentage
Just got some head from your bitch,
I aint even wanna hit it I aint even wanna hit it
Mix Hi-Tech red with this Act,
I feel like like a chemist feel like like a chemist
Pop a jaw to your dome, bring it back, yeah slatt business slatt
Slime was the first to take me cross the border cross the border
Walked inside of Saks and spent a quarter spent a quarter
Ride on the back of your ho like a spoiler Im a spoiler
Young Gun wanna a goat, in that order in that order
Me and Buggalo bout to go to Bora Bora Bora Bora
Rode the four door Porsche and it had my voice hoarse voice hoarse
Went to fifty states and back on a world tour world tour
Hundred racks, I came a long way from Diadoras Diadoras
I just made one of my bitches take my other bitch some paper out in LA
Yeah, I just made one of my girls
Take my other girl some paper out in LA
Told me got me to too, wait til I arrive
Told me have her too, wait til I arrive, yeah
Oh my god, its mob ties hey
Gucci bag for my shoes, they look dirty
I got thirty new bitches like Im Curry
Bought the Rolls Royce and came through Bleveland swerving
I just wiped my dick off with the Rolls Royce curtains
Yeah, I cant do nothin with the bitch, just know she stalkin
Wrapped a million up, aint none of my dogs starvin
Rolly-polly with that TEC-9, the carbon
Couple hoes they mnage trois-in