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slimmy b - freestyle lyrics

[verse 1]
double r, i’m tryna get the car with the curtains
i been out of town, ot, i been workin’
i was broke, n-gg-s was up, now i see the tables turnin’
got the same gun them n-gg-s got wearin’ turbans
rip tre, since i lost my n-gg-, i been hurtin’
rip quez, since i lost my n-gg-, i been hurtin’
f-ckin’ on these dirty b-tches, they’ll leave you burnin’
you ain’t caught a body, you ain’t really slidin’, stop purpin’
brand new rose gold kit, dropped a hundred on it
brand new chop, a hundred shots, drop a hundred on ’em
f-ckin’ different b-tches every night, y’all be lovin’ on ’em
yo’ b-tch face, -ss, and t-tties, i been c-mmin’ on ’em, nerd
heart big, now it’s gone
used to care about a lot of n-gg-s now i don’t
yeah, they was sleepin’ on a n-gg-, now they woke
yeah, he was doin’ all that dissin’, now he gone
yeah, you used to be that n-gg-, now you broke
yeah, you used to be my n-gg-, that was old
ain’t no ref in these streets, anything goes
ain’t no stock in these glocks, everything poles
fifty bands a show but i’m tryna touch a mil’ ticket
hard body, took a lot of l’s but i’m still winning
crest n-gg-, if i ain’t got a condom i’ma still hit it
n-gg-s say they got a problem with me, come and deal with it, b-tch
broke n-gg-, quit talkin’
if you ain’t suckin’ d-ck, put on your kicks and get to walkin’
i was finna give the b-tch my heart, but i lost it
a n-gg- d-ck get hard when that money get to callin’
i deserve the mvp the way a n-gg- ballin’
they gon’ have to mop the floor the way a n-gg- saucin’
i’m the type to get a piece of p-ssy then dog it
you the type to get a piece of p-ssy then hog it
young n-gg- hoppin’ out an old school
i been hit your b-tch, bro, that’s old news
got a dub on me now, i’m finna blow through
this .40 put a n-gg- head on fire like goku
tryna get a bag? i’ll show you what this road do
ain’t tryna beat your -ss, i’ll show you what this pole do
if the p-ssy good, might just eat it like soul food
countin’ h-lla bands, gettin’ money like i’m ‘posed to
y’all say y’all gettin’ money, up somethin’
all that rappin’ ’bout this sh-t, bust somethin’
if i ain’t in the grave, i ain’t done thuggin’
.40 on me when i’m f-ckin’ on that b-tch, thug lovin’, uh
y’all say y’all gettin’ money, up somethin’
all that rappin’ ’bout this sh-t, bust somethin’
if i ain’t in the grave, i ain’t done thuggin’
.40 on me when i’m f-ckin’ on that b-tch, thug lovin’

- slimmy b lyrics

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