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youngboy never broke again - slimes go where i go lyrics

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[intro]
i’m down and out, b+tch (skeeo, you crazy)
i’m down and out, n+gga
well, nah, i ain’t down and out
these n+ggas wan’ see me down and out
b+tch+ass n+gga, he gotta, he gotta do better (yeah)
tell them n+ggas get at me, slime (d+roc)

[verse 1]
could get a hundred years from all these f+ckin’ murders (uh)
i need a hundred mill’ before my life start turnin’
‘fore it’s over, chopper hang around my shoulders like a n+gga from magnolia
from baton rouge, but in the east with plenty heat, i’m tryna fold ’em
yeah, any n+gga, b+tch, i’m a demon, not a gremlin, tryna send sh+t through the ceilin’
catch me in that foreign, i’m peelin’ (skrrt, gone)
i am not wrong, do anything to make it home
run to a boy, i’m probably gone
high on demon time
phat black up in jail, he bangin’ green while on the line
thuggin’ blood, that’s who is i
gettin’ dirty in this b+tch, but fly than a motherf+cker
straight from out that north, ain’t have no choice but hustle, watch my mama struggle
you can try to take her child and slime gon’ put you under
with my baby, n+gga, talkin’ to myself, might think i’m crazy
they can down me, it don’t phase me ’cause this life i live amazin’
it come with jail time and plenty n+ggas dyin’, but gave me millions, n+gga
“38” my sign, the hood where i reside, ain’t gotta feel me, n+gga
’cause i don’t f+ck with y’all, know i’ll bust at y’all
i’m sittin’ here waitin’ just for ddawg to call, with nick smokin’ loud
don’t go to clubs, but i can bring the crowd
i bring them hitters out, my youngin buck him wit’ his ski mask off
he gon’ make that chopper sound, don’t make him hit at you
xanax, probably be on two
gravediggers inside this coupe, you can eat me, tell this b+tch don’t chew
tell your friend f+ck with my crew
rep’ off sh+t, that’s what i do, don’t tell me sh+t, i don’t know you
one talk with my mama, n+gga, she told me for to pop ’em too
[chorus]
hold on, slimes go where i go and they do what i say
shootin’ at the right n+ggas, still’ll swing the wrong way
just make sure that you ain’t out there ’cause you might be who die today
tryna step on all these n+ggas and gon’ take it to my grave

[verse 2]
i’m a dead man, that what they say, i know it
i’m overdue, don’t pick and choose, i talk my sh+t, to show it
that be my five, he caught one body, tryna make him go for it
ain’t met your noggin with that chopper, why i’m movin’ forward?
that murder sh+t, i’m for it
know i might die, but i don’t trip
that money on galore
tell my oldest son, drive the ship
and tell my bro, “the p+ssy b+tch that whack me, you go finish him”
i’m gon’ be bobbin’ in my casket with some diamonds head to limb, yeah
i gave that b+tch that bag, now she broke, she sad, yeah
b+tch, let me see my daughter ‘fore your boyfriend smashed, yeah
told my grandpa, “i ain’t do that sh+t, man, all them people lyin’ on me
if i did, i still wouldn’t tell ya, but, i swear, right now, i’m bein’ g”
they know i don’t even speak, them n+ggas crossed the line with me
and now they gotta step on us, if not, they all gon’ feel the heat
i eat, i say amazin’ grace, i pray to lord my soul to keep
on side my bed, i pray with beads, free baba, that’s apart of me (hold on)
[chorus]
hold on, slimes go where i go and they do what i say
shootin’ at the right n+ggas, still’ll swing the wrong way
just make sure that you ain’t out there ’cause you might be who die today
tryna step on all these n+ggas and gon’ take it to my grave
hold on, slimes go where i go and they do what i say
shootin’ at the right n+ggas, still’ll swing the wrong way
just make sure that you ain’t out there ’cause you might be who die today
tryna step on all these n+ggas and gon’ take it to my grave

[outro]
(d+roc)
(skeeo, you crazy)



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