SlimeSito - Uncle Fulo lyrics

[Intro] (2wo2imes) Welcome to Clayton County Yeah [Chorus] I flamed his ass and he got three types I'm RSG, livin' that rich slime thug life I only see rats, I don't see right Yeah, that choppa' gon' hit on that beat right Rich slime, I been runnin' all my racks up Got throwaway Glocks, ni**a I wish you might act up Pull up on my block you gon' get your ass fanned up I just hit a jugg and I spent it on handguns I just took your b*tch, now she livin' that thug life You fu*k with the opps, boy your ass on the wrong side I'm on the block, ni**a you know I be outside I feel Lucky Luciano with mob ties I feel like Al Capone the way I got mob ties Shooter 15, man you know he a rich slime Teflon Don, man they tryna' give me big time I'm in the trap and I'm totin' that big .9 [Verse] I'm fu*kin' your b*tch and she fanned up AR-15 now he throwin' his hands up Put money on his head, that boy scared to stand up He stealin' from the mob, we cut that boy hand off Totin' choppers we ain't totin' no sawed-off Pullup in foreign whips, I only made one call I'm rich slime jefe, man you know that my [?] Snatch a ni**a chain, that boy tried to show off Got water on me but this sh*t ain't no Noah's Ark Got snakes around me when I post in Jurrasic Park Crack a seal and I'm pourin' up Wockhardt Rich slime, you know I'm movin' like drug lord Got [?] on my face, that sh*t ain't no Tom Ford I got a foreign b*tch, that hoe need a passport Got 50 bricks that a ni**a gon' transport Got jet fuel like I work at a airport [Chorus] I flamed his ass and he got three types I'm RSG, livin' that rich slime thug life I only see rats, I don't see right Yeah, that choppa' gon' hit on that beat right Rich slime, I been runnin' all my racks up Got throwaway Glocks, ni**a I wish you might act up Pull up on my block you gon' get your ass fanned up I just hit a jugg and I spent it on handguns I just took your b*tch, now she livin' that thug life You fu*k with the opps, boy your ass on the wrong side I'm on the block, ni**a you know I be outside I feel Lucky Luciano with mob ties I feel like Al Capone the way I got mob ties Shooter 15, man you know he a rich slime Teflon Don, man they tryna' give me big time I'm in the trap and I'm totin' that big .9