Slime u out Lyrics – Somaiki
Singer: Somaiki
Title: Slime u out
I float like a butterfly, sting like a bee
They look in the sky like, “What could it be?”
Is it a bird? No, b#tch, its me
Is it a plane? ‘Cause I get flee
You stay on the game, you not making no cheese
That b#tch giving brain, she stay on her knees
And I’m getting rich just like a disease
She asking me for double C, b#tch think money grow on tree
You want a life of luxury, then go ahead and pay that fee
She asking me for double C, b#tch think money grow on tree
You want a life of luxury, then go ahead and pay that fee
b#tch, I’m smoking thrax pack
I can hear you, you can back-back, before I have to subtract
These n#gg#s hate me likе Chris
They really sweet, just like Sunkist
Shе fell in love with my fits
Now I’m in love with her lips
Please don’t talk, just keep ’em zipped
We hit Saks up on the fifth
I’m so smooth, so I can’t slip
Please grow up and get a grip
I float like a butterfly, sting like a bee
They look in the sky like, “What could it be?”
Is it a bird? No, b#tch, its me
Is it a plane? ‘Cause I get flee
You stay on the game, you not making no cheese
That b#tch giving brain, she stay on her knees
And I’m getting rich just like a disease
Don’t give a f#ck about your mans
Pop like five Xans, I’ma hit it from the back
And I’m like slime I got your back-ck-ck-ck
I’m not your mans
You get hit up with this fan
b#tch, I’m off a Perc 10
She like, “Oh sh#t, this my jam”
I’ma beat that block like, “Damn”
I’ma come and jugg your mans
Vlone on my coat, but I’ma still finesse your friends
You can still get poked
Got that Glock, that b#tch don’t jam
Fifty round up in my hand
Lil’ #ss Glock, boy, use your hands
Boy, I cannot fear no man
And your pockets, they on broke bro
I get money fast
Lame #ss ho, you in last
n#gg# get jugged, boy, that’s bad
Need that Glock, gimme that
I’ma flex on your #ss
Not your b#tch, she too bad
Why my pockets stay on fat?
Me and slime go tit for tat
I’m like, “Slime I got your back”
Yeah, they said that they gon’ do sum, but they not gon’ do that
Yeah, call-call my slime and he gon’ do it
And my money comin’ fluid
And you pulled up with that lil’ #ss Glock but ain’t gon’ shoot it
And my shooter, he like 5’2, he look like Lil Uzi
b#tch, I bring the pack in, I won’t lose it
I float like a butterfly, sting like a bee
They look in the sky like, “What could it be?”
Is it a bird? No, b#tch, its me
Is it a plane? ‘Cause I get flee
You stay on the game, you not making no cheese
That b#tch giving brain, she stay on her knees
And I’m getting rich just like a disease
She asking me for double C, b#tch think money grow on tree
You want a life of luxury, then go ahead and pay that fee
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