bslime - chew lyrics
[intro]
let’s go
[chorus]
i’ma play the game, andrettis (andretti)
cop the trackhawk, cash, no credit
tryna down+talk, boy, you is scary (hold on)
can’t f+ck on her, she was too worried (she worried)
tryna b+tter her, you was too blurry
got the torch, i don’t ride with security (torch)
or the fam, my cousin, he carries (let’s go)
chop the head off that b+tch, that’s a slushy (chop)
i ain’t f+ckin’ her friend ‘less she buss it
cut the cap, i ain’t tryna discuss it (cut it)
heard he green, he had a concussion (he green)
what you mean i ain’t walkin’ with money?
i jumped in the field with jumanji, yeah (jumanji, jumanji, jumanji, let’s go)
[verse]
take the timeout to look in a rabbit
i fеll deep and i came out with carats
these n+ggas sweet and thеy really embarrassed
i got the key to the streets with the madden
he wanna ride, take his ass to the ferris
these n+ggas trap, back it up with the backend
i’m havin’ traps full of cash, workin’ magic
i had to do it on top of the plastic
she actin’ out, her behind, i’ma smack it
i’m a big dog, i don’t care if you keep up
thirty+six o’s in the back of the regal
climb in the slime, i’m a motherf+ckin’ creature
you wanna be ’bout it, i told him to meet up
n+ggas be cappin’ like they really got it
stop all the cappin’, you know you ain’t poppin’
i put respect on the top of her taki
she got a body, she wan’ big deposit
ooh, young n+gga runnin’ the coupe, woo
i ride around, keep it cool, woo
might walk around, catch the flu, ooh
hah, hachoo, ooh
n+ggas be cooler than cool, woo
n+ggas get food or be food, ooh
i’m on the court with the tool, woo
not dappin’ up, we ain’t cool, ooh
[chorus]
i’ma play the game, andrettis (andretti)
cop the trackhawk, cash, no credit
tryna down+talk, boy, you is scary (hold on)
can’t f+ck on her, she was too worried (she worried)
tryna b+tter her, you was too blurry
got the torch, i don’t ride with security (torch)
or the fam, my cousin, he carries (let’s go)
chop the head off that b+tch, that’s a slushy (chop)
i ain’t f+ckin’ her friend ‘less she buss it
cut the cap, i ain’t tryna discuss it (cut it)
heard he green, he had a concussion (he green)
what you mean i ain’t walkin’ with money?
i jumped in the field with jumanji, yeah
[outro]
what you mean, n+gga, i ain’t havin’ money? yeah
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