SLATT / SLIME

Lewis again
Yah (Hey, Lewis!)
Yuh yuh
NEMO gang
SLATT
SLIME
Can't do the time

Okay like SLATT
SLIME
These niggas wanna wrap
Hop in the back
And ride
Yea that boy he a rat
Aint got no wraps
Of mine
We told that boy fess up
So don't you do
That crime
If you can't
Do the
Time
Yea, my niggas leave you leakin'
Racecar steady speedin'
Fuck her off a perc
Leave her grievin'
She won't see me till next season
Pussy boy, we leave you leakin'
You can't get no feature
That boy know it ain't a secret
Bought my bitch some brand new sneakers

Yea my SLATT
SLIME
If I'm pulling up
You best not waste
My time
My speakers steady bumpin'
Get the bass
Online
These niggas want some clout
But it is not
The time
Told em get up off my line
That boy sneaky
Got his bitch drippin' like Fiji
Feel like Cena, they can't see me
Lewis makin' hits, on repeat
Most these niggas, they is stuck
In the wave
And I don't care what you say
Cause I'm drippin' everyday
Yo bitch eat me like some cake
Superman, I wear my cape
Local hood hero
Told em get up out my way
We put these niggas on
And then they go their seperate ways
But fuck it, they fall victim to
Irrelevancy
Irrelevancy

Okay like SLATT
SLIME
These niggas wanna wrap
Hop in the back
And ride
Yea that boy he a rat
Aint got no wraps
Of mine
We told that boy fess up
So don't you do
That crime
If you can't
Do the
Time
Got some racks
On mine
These bitches say they love me
They ain't put it no time
She know I'm gonna
Hit and
Then I
Quit it
No time
My old bitch was a seven
Now my new bitch
She a dime
CMA, that's for life

Hit the stage and then I rock out
Party with my glock out
They just want some clout
That's not what I'm about
And I'm spinnin' with my niggas everyday
Won't pop out even if they paid
Mountain Peak, I rest my case
Hit the beat, go super sayin
So what you sayin'
Most these niggas, they is stuck
In the wave
And I don't care what you say
Cause I'm drippin' everyday
Yo bitch eat me like some cake
Superman, I wear my cape
Local hood hero
Told em get up out my way

These niggas wanna wrap
Hop in the back
And ride
Yea that boy he a rat
Aint got no wraps
Of mine
We told that boy fess up
So don't you do
That crime
If you
Can't
Do the
Time
Got some racks
On mine
These bitches say they love me
They ain't put it no time
She know I'm gonna
Hit and
Then I
Quit it
No time
My old bitch was a seven
Now my new bitch
She a dime
CMA, that's for life

Hit the stage and then I rock out
Party with my glock out
They just want some clout
That's not what I'm about
And I'm spinnin' with my niggas everyday
Won't pop out even if they paid
Mountain Peak, I rest my case
Hit the beat, go super sayin



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Writer(s): Richard Martin Jr.
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