Young Thug - Slime sh** lyrics

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