Slime a Lot
Big dawg status
I ain't looking for no marriage
But these hoes they still loving on me yuh
I need a patic, can't fuck wid no average
I slide on this shit like tay Keith
Fuck it
Yea You know we love it
I'm repping my brand
That my closet
I'm TGK
I'm an astronaut
They say they get money
They cap a lot
Pop out yo party like capolat
Niggas been talking that shit it ain't adding up
Member those days I was broke and I had enough
I had to get it these niggas ain't show love
I went on my grind
Yea u know that I ran it up
Taking the trips
Yea my life had to start it up
I'm thanking God
Cause he right by my side
Member them days
Used to sit back and cry
Road to the riches
I'm loving my life
Girl u a groupie
You can't be my wife
Fuck all these hoes cuz I know tell lies
I came from nothing I earned my stripes
Smoke on gelato I'm high like a kite
Niggas ain't like that they living a lie
One thing fosho you know ima get mine
TGK sauce got me feeling to slime
I see the bitches I keep my distance
Niggas ain't solid I know they switching
I got that fire I bet I I hit em, I got the fire I bet i
Won't miss him
Me and Young Nelly
U know how coming
Don't want the fame
We just
Want the deposits
Fucked on some baddies
I ain't take em shopping
Said she want a birkin
And that Louis swag
Told that Lil hoe stop it
I'm feeling like harden on the rockets
She love a slime
And she wan get real slimey
She said she slime
And I told that hoe try me
Yea we got the drip
No cap
Slatt
Niggas be talking that cap cap
I make these racks when I'm taking a nap
Imma get mine yea u know that's a fact
I put that boy in a big pack
Taking these drugs and I relapsed
I fell in love with these big racks
BSF till I die that's a mismatch (that's a mismatch)
Ima get money you know that I add it up
Diss all these hoes like I'm money I laugh at em
He want a feature you know that I'm taxing em
All of these hoes for the world, just throw racks at em
Ain't gonna lie
She a solid one
She hitting my line
She like Only1
Swear I ain't gotta show I'm the only 1
She smart, she sexy
She bad
That ass it's bouncing
It's fat
I know she coming right back
The life I live it's too fast
I need these racks on me, I need a bag
I need a bag
Yea we SlimeALot
You talking bout love I don't give a fuck
Cause my mind be focused on Bentley trucks
I ain't looking for no marriage
But these hoes they still loving on me yuh
I need a patic, can't fuck wid no average
I slide on this shit like tay Keith
Fuck it
Yea You know we love it
I'm repping my brand
That my closet
I'm TGK
I'm an astronaut
They say they get money
They cap a lot
Pop out yo party like capolat
Niggas been talking that shit it ain't adding up
Member those days I was broke and I had enough
I had to get it these niggas ain't show love
I went on my grind
Yea u know that I ran it up
Taking the trips
Yea my life had to start it up
I'm thanking God
Cause he right by my side
Member them days
Used to sit back and cry
Road to the riches
I'm loving my life
Girl u a groupie
You can't be my wife
Fuck all these hoes cuz I know tell lies
I came from nothing I earned my stripes
Smoke on gelato I'm high like a kite
Niggas ain't like that they living a lie
One thing fosho you know ima get mine
TGK sauce got me feeling to slime
I see the bitches I keep my distance
Niggas ain't solid I know they switching
I got that fire I bet I I hit em, I got the fire I bet i
Won't miss him
Me and Young Nelly
U know how coming
Don't want the fame
We just
Want the deposits
Fucked on some baddies
I ain't take em shopping
Said she want a birkin
And that Louis swag
Told that Lil hoe stop it
I'm feeling like harden on the rockets
She love a slime
And she wan get real slimey
She said she slime
And I told that hoe try me
Yea we got the drip
No cap
Slatt
Niggas be talking that cap cap
I make these racks when I'm taking a nap
Imma get mine yea u know that's a fact
I put that boy in a big pack
Taking these drugs and I relapsed
I fell in love with these big racks
BSF till I die that's a mismatch (that's a mismatch)
Ima get money you know that I add it up
Diss all these hoes like I'm money I laugh at em
He want a feature you know that I'm taxing em
All of these hoes for the world, just throw racks at em
Ain't gonna lie
She a solid one
She hitting my line
She like Only1
Swear I ain't gotta show I'm the only 1
She smart, she sexy
She bad
That ass it's bouncing
It's fat
I know she coming right back
The life I live it's too fast
I need these racks on me, I need a bag
I need a bag
Yea we SlimeALot
You talking bout love I don't give a fuck
Cause my mind be focused on Bentley trucks
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Writer(s): Dylan Nelson
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