[Intro: Vado]
Slimmmmmee
Huh?!
Riq Bubz wadup?!
SRT 10-MG, my slimes like..
[Verse 1: Vado]
Yea I always been a block n***a
On the mailbox with ma block n***as
Nore on em bikes doing blocks n***a
3 dice on the ground what you got n***a?
And Lee be quick to tell me V you got n***as (all day)
And stay up out them banks, you too hot n***a
Crime Set was getting busy wit em pots n***a
A hundred coming back, twenty get you shot n***a
City of hella raw, we sell it all
Pull up to Delanor in the eleanor
Shawty a hella who*e, you better off
And when she mollied up, bet you she gon tell it all
When its feasting, crab house dinner meetings
Bank account full, I'm good I finished eating
Sail boat for the weekend, range rove when I'm jeeping
High profiles, they sending us to the Beacon
But we gon still move the bu*ter though (Slimmme)
Free Gudda yo
I push the bu*ton like f** it though
Just f**ed your b**h for bout a hundred [?]
Taking pictures, champagne, spitt cream
Take b**hes, let it play on the big screen
sh** mean, was nothing sweet at sixteen
I'm from Harlem, seeing fiends like Mitch Green
Joe Handman h**n dope handed
Coke leaves for lunch, breakfast, pan bandit
Coke grams was us, next we check scanned it
Broke man we up, necklace been dancing magn
Necklace been dancing magn..
[Verse 2: Intro: Riq Bubz]
Ayo P keep countin, lace up the bet
Its ma slot, Riq Rubz
[?] Wadup Wadup Wadup..
[Verse 2: Riq Bubz]
I been hot f**ing thoughts its word to my mother
I got a broad that only let me hit her undercovers
I got wit her when I was frontin weed to her brother
Love the n***a thug, so she gave me head to Danny Glover
Check the stats, my team up
They thought Phil was coaching
f** wit me and get shot like Ray was open
Crash spots getting raided like a player open
Knock so wild, you f** around and catch the Mayor toking
I just wanna be heard, no I dont need a grammy
f** wit slime you gon see kufi soon in these hella slammys
I got love for all of em shot divider Richard Porter
So let em shine and fifty m**ms come and cross the water
Let the gloves on the mouthes of your harvest daughters
No Royce, Em or Joe judging but thats total slaugter
I'm from Jersey so that beef get put on burners
Its off with ya cap for the drop like you Bobby Shmurda