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slimesito - viral lyrics

[intro]
k$upreme on the beat, ayy
50’d up on gangway right now, n-gga
ayy, free the gang
put your -ss on the news, make you go viral, n-gga
sito, sito, sito

[verse]
racks up in my pocket (racks)
they look like a [?] (brr)
your b-tch in rotation, she up in my cypher (rotation)
used to be the gang, but now you a rival
if he actin’ up, it’s death on arrival (bah)
with the stick, you know that i’m sendin’ spirals (sticks)
put that n-gga on the news, now he viral (brra)
put that n-gga on a shirt, now he viral
i got b-tches, they so bad, they go viral
i’m up in the trap, i’m workin’ them hours
i post on the block like the f-ckin’ twin towers
you rap ’bout that sh-t, but you really a coward
smokin’ skittles, i don’t smoke on no sour (skittles)
ten bricks of c0ke, i cut it with flour
shoot a n-gga up like he took a shower
dc, i gotta trap out the white house (dc)
backwood my blunt, i don’t smoke no white owls
real k!llers, they don’t care about no d-mn clout
real slime, i was raised in the trap house
got money, now these b-tches on d-ck now
n-ggas hatin’, but i don’t know what that sh-t ’bout
so many straps, i got them from down south
ice on me, now i look like a lighthouse
slumped up on the floor, the way he gon’ get found (slime)
plottin’ on your trap, but now it’s a takedown
compact glock and that sh-t got twelve rounds
i’m a rockstar, i feel like steve brown (rockstar)
in the kitchen and i’m breakin’ down ten pounds
jefe on the block, that’s word around town (jefe)
shot the stick ’cause i’m in love with the gun sound
waitin’ on the mail, i’m scorin’ them touchdowns
ups the pack, the way that it came in (ups)
pocket full of blues and all of them dead friends
double down, i got a glock and a fn
i keep that glizzy, man, that sh-t is my best friend
sold him paint, so the cut, it was so thin
slimed a n-gga then pulled off in a new benz (slime)
shoot at that n-gga with a mini mac-10
hit a n-gga, yeah, we catchin’ them wins
chuckin’ up the west, we bangin’ like bompton (west)
big bs, but i ain’t talkin’ ’bout boston
my n-ggas robbin’ ’cause they didn’t have no option
shooter in the cut, he clutchin’ like thompson
hit him with the flex, he thought it was watson (flex)
slimed that p-ssy n-gga deep out in austin
n-ggas ballin’ out just like joe johnson (ball)
sticked up all the time, i’m keepin’ it often
undefeated with that strap, i’m not lossin’ (undefeated)
everywhere i go, i know that they watchin’
glizzy on me when a n-gga out shoppin’
gotta watch these hoes, they hood hoppin’
posted with the gang, you know it’s no floppin’ (gang, gang, gang)
f-ckin’ two bad b-tches, then i start swappin’
i got your b-tch with me and she here toppin’
double down sticks, yeah, i’m havin’ some options (sticks)
50 band gang, you know how i’m rockin’ (50)
f-ckin’ with the gang, you a dead man walkin’ (gang)

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