Slime 'Em All (feat. Slime Dog)
Yeah, I'm really 'bout that shit
What? I'm really 'bout that shit
Really 'bout that shit
King Slime stand on top of it
You know we droppin' shit
Hit that boy, Spin that boy
Ain't no stoppin' it
Stand on top of him, Drop him
King Slime, can't stop him
Always smoking gas in stinky woods, You can't watch him
But they still try to plot on him
But he'll spin back and catch them again
He'll take them and he'll take all their friends
Stuffin' woods, you gotta twist the ends
Real Slatty Turbo-Pack'll have you buff like Tren
King Slatty spinnin' on your whole crew again
Gotta watch 'em cause they snakes, but they call 'em friends
Grab a Backwoods super-packed, Smoke it to the end
I'ma stand on top my shit, King Slime not one of them
I'm from outer space, might bust it out and shoot again
Eyes low, Smokin' dope, I done hit all her friends
Yeah, that Packy got me mesmerized
See that bitch like I got seven eyes
Drinkin' shit, it got me hypnotized
Slime Dog walk 'em down, Like he got seven lives
Yeah, I got seven lives, too late to say you're sorry
If you try to touch my slime, you'll find that I'm a one-man-army
Yeah my aim never slip
That's a drum, Not a clip
Double cup, been off the mud, pay the plug and leave a tip
I'm on my grind, I ain't got time to double back
I got a one-track mind, and I'm running down a sack
When I let the choppa sang, that's a signal to attack
Big .30 ACP, on vacation in this Cat
Ain't no time to double back, I'm up a lap
That's an un-closable gap
Told your bitch to throw it back
Tell that hoe I hit a clip, then I put it on her lip
Got that double-quarter pounder with the sauce, Extra drip
Put him in a wood box, his homies dealing with the loss
But they better not do shit, or they'll be sleeping in the moss
I'm a Slime Dog
Keep my crew on my back
Hundred choppas, It's a symphony, We gonna let it clap
It's a synchronized attack
From the bushes, With the Gat
Now I'm dealing double damage, hit him with that double slap
What? I'm really 'bout that shit
Really 'bout that shit
King Slime stand on top of it
You know we droppin' shit
Hit that boy, Spin that boy
Ain't no stoppin' it
Stand on top of him, Drop him
King Slime, can't stop him
Always smoking gas in stinky woods, You can't watch him
But they still try to plot on him
But he'll spin back and catch them again
He'll take them and he'll take all their friends
Stuffin' woods, you gotta twist the ends
Real Slatty Turbo-Pack'll have you buff like Tren
King Slatty spinnin' on your whole crew again
Gotta watch 'em cause they snakes, but they call 'em friends
Grab a Backwoods super-packed, Smoke it to the end
I'ma stand on top my shit, King Slime not one of them
I'm from outer space, might bust it out and shoot again
Eyes low, Smokin' dope, I done hit all her friends
Yeah, that Packy got me mesmerized
See that bitch like I got seven eyes
Drinkin' shit, it got me hypnotized
Slime Dog walk 'em down, Like he got seven lives
Yeah, I got seven lives, too late to say you're sorry
If you try to touch my slime, you'll find that I'm a one-man-army
Yeah my aim never slip
That's a drum, Not a clip
Double cup, been off the mud, pay the plug and leave a tip
I'm on my grind, I ain't got time to double back
I got a one-track mind, and I'm running down a sack
When I let the choppa sang, that's a signal to attack
Big .30 ACP, on vacation in this Cat
Ain't no time to double back, I'm up a lap
That's an un-closable gap
Told your bitch to throw it back
Tell that hoe I hit a clip, then I put it on her lip
Got that double-quarter pounder with the sauce, Extra drip
Put him in a wood box, his homies dealing with the loss
But they better not do shit, or they'll be sleeping in the moss
I'm a Slime Dog
Keep my crew on my back
Hundred choppas, It's a symphony, We gonna let it clap
It's a synchronized attack
From the bushes, With the Gat
Now I'm dealing double damage, hit him with that double slap
Credits
Writer(s): Josh Tschetter
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