slimesito - murder on my mind lyrics
[intro]
glock hot but you know i still carry
on front street but you know i’m not scary
glock hot but you know i still carry
on front street but you know i’m not scary
glock hot but you know i still carry
on front street but you know i’m not scary
these n+ggas rapping about that sh+t but i live it
i’m going hard as f+ck, can’t be a statistic
i’m counting plata yeah i’m getting them digits
got a full clip and you know i’m gon’ rip it
he violated so you know i’m gon’ dip him
he a loose tie so+
(dj phat drop that sh+t)
aye
(and this beat from cash not from youtube)
blat, blat
fifty
(dj phat)
yeah, rich slime
aye
[chorus]
got murder on my mind
thirty+one shots in the glock .29
just caught a opp now i’m pouring up lines
back of the back and the seat gon’ recline
swiping the card til’ i see it decline
all of my n+ggas they throwing up rich slime
can’t f+ck with these n+ggas, these n+ggas be swine
i’m sliming that n+gga, he acting too kind
got big rocks on my wrist, can’t see the time
just slid on his block and i’m toting that g .9
foreign b+tch with me, you know she a dime
seventeen shooters with me and they slime
african diamonds on me, they gon’ shine
i just took your b+tch now she throwing up rich slime
shades on my face but you know that i’m not blind
the pack on the way and you know that sh+t on time
[verse]
getting that sack like i play on the o+line
yeah we be sending hail mary’s
just shot the clip now the n+gga act scary
i’m on the scene but i ain’t talking about perry
been trapping hard as f+ck til’ i had a blackberry
chopper all black like larry
got a trap b+tch, she ain’t tryna’ get married
on t.v. but i ain’t talking about [?]
glock hot but you know i still carry
on front street but you know i’m not scary
these n+ggas rapping about that sh+t but i live it
i’m going hard as f+ck, can’t be a statistic
i’m counting plata yeah i’m getting them digits
got a full clip and you know i’m gon’ rip it
he violated so you know i’m gon’ dip him
he a loose tie so you know i’m gon’ clip him
[chorus]
got murder on my mind
thirty+one shots in the glock .29
just caught a opp now i’m pouring up lines
back of the back and the seat gon’ recline
swiping the card til’ i see it decline
all of my n+ggas they throwing up rich slime
can’t f+ck with these n+ggas, these n+ggas be swine
i’m sliming that n+gga, he acting too kind
got big rocks on my wrist, can’t see the time
just slid on his block and i’m toting that g .9
foreign b+tch with me, you know she a dime
seventeen shooters with me and they slime
african diamonds on me, they gon’ shine
i just took your b+tch now she throwing up rich slime
shades on my face but you know that i’m not blind
the pack on the way and you know that sh+t on time
[outro]
s.i.p. man
sipping in peace
(crashout boyz)
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