Slay!
Aye, get out your motherf**in seat to this one, you know?
Slay! Slay! Slay!
Hundred rounds in a Tahoe
n***a, lighting up your tacos, hey
Give him surgery, no lipo
Down, man, that b**h will pull you down
Pull up to a n***a town
I'm prepared to take 'em down, n***a
Hey, this that slime sh**, hey
YSL sh**, hey
k**in' 12 sh**, hey
f** a jail sh**, hey
Drinking activis, hey
On that snail sh**, hey
Cookin' white brick, hey, hey
Bricks and bales sh**, hey, hey
b**h, I'm super rich
b**h, I'm stupid rich
I-I go ape sh**, call that Ludacris, hey, hey
I'm not new to this, hey, I'm so true to this, hey
I done put a whole slime on a hunnid, b**h, hey, hey
Slime Boogey, slime or mane he don't have a mind
These n***as be b**hes, a lot of them snitchin'
A lot of them droppin' a dime
I come to the the point in my life
That I just want one of my wives
I think that I want that new Spider
We rich so I know that it's light
I'm so too legit, on some Hammer sh**
Diamonds dancin', b**h
YSL, VVS
In the V.I.P and I got that pistol on my hip
You prayin' that you live
I'm prayin' that I hit
Hey, this that slime sh**
Need a slime b**h
Compromise sh**, down to ride sh**
f** them police, in a high speed
Let her out on Bleve
Let her out on Bleve
Hundred rounds in a Tahoe
n***a, lighting up your tacos, hey
Give him surgery, no lipo
Down, man, that b**h will pull you down
Pull up to a n***a town
I'm prepared to take 'em down, n***a
Hey, this that slime sh**, hey
YSL sh**, hey
k**in' 12 sh**, hey
f** a jail sh**, hey
Drinking activis, hey
On that snail sh**, hey
Cookin' white brick, hey, hey
Bricks and bales sh**, hey, hey
b**h, I'm super rich
b**h, I'm stupid rich
I-I go ape sh**, call that Ludacris, hey, hey
I'm not new to this, hey, I'm so true to this, hey
I done put a whole slime on a hunnid, b**h, hey, hey
Got banana clips for all these n***as actin' monkey
These n***as savages in these streets
They need hooked on phonics
Got ten trap spots, they bunkin, all of 'em doin' numbers
They just be talking, I swear these lil f** n***as don't want it
I'm grindin' up my money and I'm still in the trenches
Workin calculators, when we f** with weight we call 'em digits
Got bergalo and troupe, they with me (for real, they thugs)
Bang a neighborhood, 60's, Tiny Locs, they official '
I get, I get it, I get it, however, I get it, I get it on my own
These percocets, they got me so high I swear I'm in my own damn zone
Thousand dollars on cologne
All these extras, I bought me a home
And it's big like a dome
Hold, up country boy callin' my phone (man I just saw them)
Hundred rounds in a Tahoe
n***a, lighting up your tacos, hey
Give him surgery, no lipo
Down, man, that b**h will pull you down
Pull up to a n***a town
I'm prepared to take 'em down, n***a
Hey, this that slime sh**, hey
YSL sh**, hey
k**in' 12 sh**, hey
f** a jail sh**, hey
Drinking activis, hey
On that snail sh**, hey
Cookin' white brick, hey, hey
Bricks and bales sh**, hey, hey
b**h, I'm super rich
b**h, I'm stupid rich
I-I go ape sh**, call that Ludacris, hey, hey
I'm not new to this, hey, I'm so true to this, hey
I done put a whole slime on a hunnid, b**h, hey, hey
This that slime sh**
This that mars sh**
This that 100, 000 dollars in a jar sh**
Down to die about this rap sh** cause it's too much money
They say we gettin' money
Now these n***as actin' funny
And they all fake, like some b**h titties
Tell they b**h another lie cause we ain't f**in' wit 'em
And they groupie n***as and they ho type
f** the judge, YSL, this that mob life
We got these bankrolls on us
We have flavor
Now I ain't goin back and forth with ya'll
Hello? Yeah, I'mma bet me a 100, 000
All motherf**in hundreds
sh**, yeah