slimesito & beezyb – structure lyrics
[intro: slimesito]
50
you know i’m doubled down right now
posted up on gangway
50’d up
aye
[verse 1: slimesito]
i’m servin’ the bricks, yeah i got it in order
i’m up in d.c. and i’m servin’ that water
had to meet the mexican right there by the border
takin’ sh+t off, n+gga this a new world order
got a couple spanish b+tches, they out in flordia
got a lot of plata on me just like a [?]
house by the beach, yeah that sh+t by the water
i soup up my whip n+gga, then i upgrade my motor
i soup up my stick, n+gga i got the world on my shoulder
big ass glock on my hip, ain’t doin’ no holster
[verse 2: beezyb]
we rollin’ these n+ggas, i ain’t talkin’ coaster
i’m rockin’ lv, i don’t rock no gosha
i’m hoppin’ out foreigns and that testarossa
i’m with real slimes and i hang with vultures
cross this line then you gon’ get murdered
i hit them bricks, i hit it with the sulfur
i’m crossin’ n+ggas out like i’m playin’ rugby
i wrap them keys up then i gotta’ smuggle them
i’m still servin’ plays with your baby mother
i spin the block once, you ain’t go no further
stick hit his brain, turn it to a gusher
vvs diamonds lookin’ like some cl+sters
so many sticks, d+mn near got cluttered
we gon’ tie his ass up, hang him from the gutter
i’m a clutch shooter, shootin’ at the buzzer
n+ggas gettin’ rolled on [?]
[verse 3: slimesito]
i’m servin’ these n+ggas but i ain’t no usher
i got five traps, yeah i’m havin’ structure
you better watch out clutchin’ cause i’ll bust you
all my choppers came from russia
i only trust glocks, n+gga i can’t trust you
i’m totin’ two glocks on a antique sofa
i’m sendin’ them hits now i feel like sosa
i stay with them vets, i ain’t tryna coach ya’
these n+ggas get smoked, do em’ like mimosa
no bodies, my[?] n+gga like a toaster
i’m pourin’ that red [?] like i’m nolan
i’m servin’ them bags and i’m servin’ yola
them hollow tips sprayin’ faster than some [?]
that chop bang two times like it’s sosa
[verse 4: beezyb]
these n+ggas be weak and i know they green
i’m clutchin the glock and i’m servin’ fiends
i got dog food and i’m servin’ clean
i upped that stick, i sprayed it like some [?]
that n+gga got burnt, we left him in ravine
i been in hot sh+t since i was a teen
i’m shootin’ that hook shot like kareem
i been in the game like jimmy iovine
try to run off then them bullets gon’ sting
i beat him with a bat, i’m feelin’ like sting
b+tch i’m in the mob, i ain’t need no team
you the puppet and i’m pullin’ the strings
real sticked up slime, rollin’ off a bean
these n+ggas be weak, i think they need some zinc
i f+cked a white b+tch and that p+ssy pink
i cook up bricks then put em’ in the sink
[outro: beezyb]
yeah, on gang
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