Sliggity-slimes they slatt
Gucci knapsack on my back
Sliggity-slimes they slatt
Gucci knapsack on my back
Slicey, yah, so icy, slime
Sliggity-slime
Slime, slime (Oh)
[Verse 1: Young Jordan]
I'ma pull up in a Range Rover
I be with slime they some king cobras
Sippin’ that lean make you lean over
I been at the bank, got a mean oder
Put on the Dior but the clean odor
V-12 got a mean motor
Bend her over put that D on her
Sippin’ the act with the cream soda
Say it’s you and your friend gotta bring her over
I got wiser since I got older
Diamonds water yea they got froze
Make a nigga go brazy, Magnolia
If it’s water then I gotta deep stroke her
Sippin’ lean made a nigga lean over
Whole thing made the nigga lean over
Bitch, your slime wasn't real, keep close
YSL, diamond choker
He look icy like the ocean
Saint Laurent that’s on my coat
I got wiser I got older
I keep it on me yes I told you
So you know I ain’t stoppin’ at the red light
Main bitch Make a move round the midnight
Now I’m hoping' on them jets for the red eye
Got ya bitch tryna bi like a pay type
Tryna call a nigga slatt, better say it right
Got some rounds with the ops we gon' air it out
And I got them free slimes that don’t play around
In the club wit ya bitch wit her leg up
All this ass, all this molly ima lay it up
Got some M’s on the way I ain’t sayin nun
You can clean it up why you ain’t sayin nun
Ayy I send the text he gon spray it up
You know slatt, he ain’t gon play around
Got that choppa with that hundred rounds
Send them shots and put a hundred down
Supreme mags, put two hundred on it
It’s high fashion spend some money on it
Wrist two thousand, there's some hundreds on it
(Ohh, Ohh)
[Verse 2: Lil Uzi Vert]
I'm gonna let that girl hold this
She put the work in the mornin’
She used to feel on my boner
Nowadays give me cold shoulder
That shit hurt feelings, might go nuts
Yeah that girl she got me caught up
She sucking me, fuck like a pornstar
I’m passin that girl right to Jordan
Switch it they whorin'
Fuck that girl right till the morning
Ecstasy, race, i'm Jeff Gordon
I fuck that bih till it’s boring
I bought the wraith right off tourin
She said she love me, no moron
I count the blue just like Corbin
223 on me no carbine (Yah)
Count it up it’s all there (it’s all there) (yah)
Chopper on me all snares
Big ol' crib with 300 chairs
1500 stares
Super slimey like a cobra
All we know, stick to the code, yea (Ayy)
Ice all on my neck i’m snowed in (Yah)
I’m the one and yeah they know it (Ayy)
[Outro: Lil Uzi vert]
Sliggity-slimes they slatt
Gucci knapsack on my back
Sliggity-slimes they slatt
Gucci knapsack on my back
[Intro: Lil Uzi Vert & Young Jordan] Sliggity-slimes they slatt Gucci knapsack on my back Sliggity-slimes they slatt Gucci knapsack on my back Slicey, yah, so icy, slime Sliggity-slime Slime, slime (Oh) [Verse 1: Young Jordan] I'ma pull up in a Range Rover I be with slime they some king cobras Sippin’ that lean make you lean over I been at the bank, got a mean oder Put on the Dior but the clean odor V-12 got a mean motor Bend her over put that D on her Sippin’ the act with the cream soda Say it’s you and your friend gotta bring her over I got wiser since I got older Diamonds water yea they got froze Make a nigga go brazy, Magnolia If it’s water then I gotta deep stroke her Sippin’ lean made a nigga lean over Whole thing made the nigga lean over Bitch, your slime wasn't real, keep close YSL, diamond choker He look icy like the ocean Saint Laurent that’s on my coat I got wiser I got older I keep it on me yes I told you So you know I ain’t stoppin’ at the red light Main bitch Make a move round the midnight Now I’m hoping' on them jets for the red eye Got ya bitch tryna bi like a pay type Tryna call a nigga slatt, better say it right Got some rounds with the ops we gon' air it out And I got them free slimes that don’t play around In the club wit ya bitch wit her leg up All this ass, all this molly ima lay it up Got some M’s on the way I ain’t sayin nun You can clean it up why you ain’t sayin nun Ayy I send the text he gon spray it up You know slatt, he ain’t gon play around Got that choppa with that hundred rounds Send them shots and put a hundred down Supreme mags, put two hundred on it It’s high fashion spend some money on it Wrist two thousand, there's some hundreds on it (Ohh, Ohh) [Verse 2: Lil Uzi Vert] I'm gonna let that girl hold this She put the work in the mornin’ She used to feel on my boner Nowadays give me cold shoulder That shit hurt feelings, might go nuts Yeah that girl she got me caught up She sucking me, fuck like a pornstar I’m passin that girl right to Jordan Switch it they whorin' Fuck that girl right till the morning Ecstasy, race, i'm Jeff Gordon I fuck that bih till it’s boring I bought the wraith right off tourin She said she love me, no moron I count the blue just like Corbin 223 on me no carbine (Yah) Count it up it’s all there (it’s all there) (yah) Chopper on me all snares Big ol' crib with 300 chairs 1500 stares Super slimey like a cobra All we know, stick to the code, yea (Ayy) Ice all on my neck i’m snowed in (Yah) I’m the one and yeah they know it (Ayy) [Outro: Lil Uzi vert] Sliggity-slimes they slatt Gucci knapsack on my back Sliggity-slimes they slatt Gucci knapsack on my back Explain Request ×
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