Peewee Roscoe - Slime sh** lyrics

[Produced by Ricky Racks] [Intro: Young Thug] Slatt! Aye, get out your motherf**in seat to this one, you know? Slatt! Slatt! Slatt! [Pre-Hook: Young Thug] Hundred rounds in a Tahoe n***a, lighting up your tacos, hey Give him surgery, no lipo They don't blame that b**h for pulling ya down Pull up to a n***a town I'm prepared to take 'em down, n***a [Hook: Young Thug] 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 [Verse 1: Yak Gotti] Slime or get slimed, maniac 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 they dislike us I'm so too legit, on some Hammer sh** Diamonds dancin', b**h YSL, VVS In the VIP 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**, f** the police (f** 'em), in a high speed Let her out on Bleveland Let her out on Bleveland [Pre-Hook: Young Thug] 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 [Hook: Young Thug] 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 [Verse 2: MPA Duke & Young Thug] 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 count them digits Got bergalo and troupe, they with me (they real neighborhoods) 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 to god I'm in my own damn zone (I'm high) 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 (Brr) (man I just saw them) [Pre-Hook: Young Thug] 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 [Hook: Young Thug] 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 [Verse 3: PeeWee Roscoe] This that slime sh** This that mob sh** This that 100,000 dollars do the job 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 [Outro: PeeWee Roscoe] 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, put me up