garcia72k - slim satan (slim jesus diss) lyrics
[garcia72k]:
f-ck with me you gon’ suffer
white boy lookin’ like you b-tter
you ain’t from the hood you probably grew up as a trucker
i go in hot like summer
ain’t no way you gon’ recover
i’m a chaser you a runner
don’t f-ck with me i’m from the gutter
[hook]:
f-ck slim jesus ay i’m slim satan
claimin’ you a gangsta man you must be mistaken
all these pussies hatin’ but racks be what i’m makin’
pull up to our crib we waitin’
sit yo -ss down we ain’t playin’
white boy raised on a farm
slim jesus you’re not hard
meet me at valley park
im finna break yo twig arms
you the fish i’m the shark
ima rip to -ss apart
i bought this foreign car
with these bands in my credit card
name is “slim jesus” i don’t go to church
used to be broke got this gucci shirt
see yo b-tch on the street and i flirt
take out my d-ck and insert
i make that b-tch pussy squirt
i get in my car i’m like “skrrt.”
white -ss be lookin’ like sperm
slim jesus got what he deserves
[fang72k]:
b-tch we from baton rouge, yuh
pull up you get more than a bruise, yuh
she hop on my d-ck like a kangaroo
72k that’s the crew
[hook 2]
slim jesus ain’t about that life he trippin’
slim jesus broke as f-ck and we rich kids
i got yo girl she lickin’ on my d-ck tip
like mr. krabs we got money we swim in
it ain’t no time for drillin’ that’s a fake glock
you ain’t catchin’ bodies that’s some fake talk
slim jesus ain’t no n-gg- from chicago he be fakin’
i ain’t no trend follower cuz trends be what i’m makin’
boutta get this white boy straightened
run away and we get to chasin’
[garcia72k]:
run up on us b-tch we ready
my bag of cash it be heavy
see us in real life you’ll get sweaty
my d-ck big like a machete
b-tch you lost, we won
slim jesus you can’t run
smokin’ this blunt
ate you b-tch pussy for lunch
put down that glock, that’s a painted airsoft gun
we from baton rouge and it go down like the sun
[hook]:
f-ck slim jesus ay i’m slim satan
claimin’ you a gangsta man you must be mistaken
all these pussies hatin’ but racks be what i’m makin’
pull up to our crib we waitin’
sit yo -ss down we ain’t playin’
this n-gg- think he scarin’ me but he soft like a tissue
don’t f-ck with 72k and i won’t f-ck with you
another chance, that’s what i ain’t gon’ give you
keep actin’ hard online n-gg- karma’s gon’ hit you
[fang72k]:
name is “slim jesus” but i’m going to h-ll
had all this clout since i was a sperm cell
is this n-gg- a troll man i can’t f-cking tell
got all this ice on me it never melt
actin’ like a gangsta but yo real name is easton
this lil b-tch so skinny why hasn’t he been eatin’
n-gg- you a failure and we always succeedin’
you got 1 motherf-ckin’ chain and my neck it be freezin’
[hook]:
f-ck slim jesus ay i’m slim satan
claimin’ you a gangsta man you must be mistaken
all these pussies hatin’ but racks be what i’m makin’
pull up to our crib we waitin’
sit yo -ss down we ain’t playin’
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