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youngboy never broke again - slimeto lyrics

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[intro]
(what up rippah?)
slime, slime, slime, slime

[verse 1]
yeah, i took the top off the jeep
my word to god, forever goin’ against the odds until the day that i’m beat
i stay far down, so caught up in these streets
and i’m not steppin’ in no church until the day i’m deceased
i pray that my soul you keep
hol’ up, who the f+ck said they rock the mclaren sh+t better?
hop in the [?], steppin’ on the petal
clip full of [?], tearin’ through the metal
i prefer jacket over gucci sweater
i’m buying crosses, only for the better
in thе ghetto, preachin’ like i’m a rеverend
money flockin’, you gon’ need a vendetta (no trap, b+tch)
i could turn her to griselda blanco
make her pick it up and drop it off
she f+ckin’ cutthroat
if she do it right, i show her sh+t she never seen before
can you pour up tonight, because when we f+ck i love how you go slow
stupid b+tch came knockin’ at the trap like “where slimeto at?”
real street n+gga, never been a lame, i keep that f+ckin’ strap
rob that b+tch ass n+gga out his sh+t fo’ he can even care
post up like big [?] that backstreet sh+t and i got h+lla racks
[chorus]
yeah, these hoes don’t love me, yeah
young n+gga live and die in the street
lost sole, lost child, yeah
come take a ride through the north with a n+gga like me

[verse 2]
pull up in that new addition, i say i deserve it
this for everybody hurt me, every b+tch that ever curved me
tried to k!ll that n+gga, as if his partner, they say he deserve it
these n+ggas really think i’m worried
do the b+tch, go down and dirty
ten grand on givenchy, i spend it, i’m making it back
whole lotta racks, that’s up in the bag
on her top, then i hit it from the back
conversating, i really ain’t that
interrogation, you can get me a mac
steady playin’, but i like how she act
so i pull it out like “‘mm, you f+ckin’ with” that?”

[chorus]
yeah, these hoes don’t love me, yeah
young n+gga live and die in the street
lost sole, lost child, yeah
come take a ride through the north with a n+gga like me
[outro]
n+ggas just don’t know that i’m taxin’ all these hoes
and these hoes wan’ ride with me, but these hoes can’t ride for free
hahahaha, haha



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