(Rrahh, rrahh)
(Bow, bow)
(Rrahh)
(Three-point-five in a wood)
(Shit punch, got me feelin' good)
(Uh)
(Shit punch, got me feelin' good)
(Damnnn)
(Bow, bow)
(Grr-rrahh)
Lil5iveten, Lil5iveten (Damn)
Im So Slimee
Put a three-point-five in a wood
Shit punch, got me feelin' good
Early morning, I got a wood
Lil bitch gon' gimme the tudd
Bro hit my phone like "What's good?" (What's the word?)
I'm in the booth, geeked like a nerd
I use that bar already but I don't really give no fucks
Hop out the car, get hit with the stick like a puck
Big gun hit like a truck
If I see a opp on feet, he better run or, he gettin smacked with the gun
Or, he'll get hit with a punch
He on the ground get kicked and stomped
Ain't no one-on-ones for sure, he gettin' jumped
Lil bop bitch, tryna eat it like lunch
She let me roll her like a croissant
She let me roll her up like a dutch
Make her bend over, she gettin' hunched
Like, I don't gotta say too much
Catch me a stain then he gettin' scrubbed
I'm on his head like a sponge, don't get it twisted
Aim for his lid, i'ma fuck up his fitted
Pick up a gun, get him lifted
Now baeboy in my blunt, I take a pull, it get me uplifted
He wanna beef, get cooked like brisket
Shits hotter than grease, get popped like Crisco
We could really get shit poppin' like Chris Brown
(Bow-bow)
That's how them shits sound
When you hear that, you better get down
You'll get put in the sky with the big clouds
Uh, you bring a hammer around then you gettin' stained
I don't give a fuck what you claim
I'm So Slimee and i'll send shots to ya brain
You can not hang bitch
You is not gang bitch, you is a lame
I'm masked up, see red like Kane
And I got a glock, shit kick like Sheamus
Fuck WWE, i'ma slam at you
Bro' pass me the fye', i'ma blam at you
I stand on the bizz', i'ma standover you like IDooVisuals then i'ma shoot
Like, i'm in the muhfuckin' booth
Bro' just passed me the bo
Shit got me high in the sky like a crow
(I'm fryin', on bro)
Put a three-point-five in a wood
Shit punch, got me feelin' good
Early morning, I got a wood
Lil bitch gon' gimme the tudd
Bro hit my phone like "What's good?" (What's the word?)
I'm in the booth, geeked like a nerd
I use that bar already but I don't really give no fucks
Hop out the car, get hit with the stick like a puck
Big gun hit like a truck
If I see a opp on feet, he better run or, he gettin smacked with the gun
Or, he'll get hit with a punch
He on the ground get kicked and stomped
Ain't no one-on-ones for sure, he gettin' jumped
Lil bop bitch, tryna eat it like lunch
She let me roll her like a croissant
She let me roll her up like a dutch
Make her bend over, she gettin' hunched
Uh-uh
(Mmm-she gettin' hunched, uh-uh)
(Damnnn)
(Mmm-mmm, uh-uh)