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slimesito - back street lyrics

[intro+ slimesito and beezyb]
i hop in a benz, i hop in a rover
i’ll still cross a n+gga i’ll do a crossover
vvs diamond they colder then poland
real mob boss (run that sh+t back nino)
(revolvers, sticks, and glocks)
(money counter)
you know we fiftied up n+gga, you know
you know everyone in my entourage keep a block with them (rich slime gang revolvers, sticks, and glocks) (fifty)
(welcome to clayton county aka jurassic park)
[chorus+slimesito]
i got that stick on the back seat
ar+15 on the back street
pop a n+gga man i left his ass six feet (blah blah)
n+ggas talkin they talkin like black street
flatline em now he rocking a white sheet
just burnt a n+gga now that boy on a white tee
rich slime all my n+ggas so t’d
my shooter tottin snipers like they in d.c
[verse+ beezy b]
aunty hit the dope she said she might o.d
military on the drill we just too deep
i keep it on me i gotta move lowkey
i slimed him out now they all wanna road me
go out empty the stick then reload it
now i’m back on the block b+tch with the gang im posted (blah blah)
he ain’t stay down that f+ck n+gga folded
i just crossed out my plug now i’m the one with the motion
imma send a blitz to your trap if i hear that you holdin
i don’t f+ck with these n+ggas they stay on that hoe sh+t
knock his ass out and then toss the glock in the ocean
i keep me a glock just in case you don’t notice (blah blah) (crash out)
im riding with bricks and they stashed in my focus
i copped me a new benz and i copped me a lotus
i’m posted with junkies and they shooting up dope
these b+tches be broke and you know that they bogus
those f+ck n+ggas i found havin no motion
we blowing up blocks like we havin explosives (gunshot) (brr brr)
i’m hanging with slimes and i’m hanging with vultures
i’m posted in the trap and we rolling up boulders
stick kickin hard it’s knockin my shoulder
i be in the trenches i’m posted with soldiers
these n+ggas d+ck riding like they some promoters
we still selling beans i ain’t talking about folgers
[chorus+ beezy b]
i hop in a benz, i hop in a rover
i’ll still cross a n+gga i’ll do a crossover
vvs diamond they colder then poland
real mob boss and i’m having a chauffeur
[verse + slimesito]
(blah blah)
you get rolled like a stroller
i’m rich slime i ain’t switching sh+t over
got a shoulder strap with the stick on my shoulder
on the highway with the truck full of that dog food
i’m serving bags but i’m still serving hard too
this a carry out but this ain’t no chinese food
trapping out the burb but i trap out the streets too
pourin fours but you pourin up teaspoons
cook it for you, cook it like keith do
stick bang bang, imma do em like keef do
got shooters round my hood they posted
on the top roof
you f+cking with the oops, get shot like an opp too
[outro+ black guwlah prison phone call]
rich slime global
rich slime gang
revolvers sticks and glocks
you know what the f+ck going on
life in chain gang

- slimesito lyrics

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