Yea Yeaa Yeah
Yea Yeaa Yeah
(Aye)
They want all the smoke so we gave em cancer
(Kilt dem niggas)
Codeine addict I pour Hi-Tek In my Fanta
(In my soda)
My nigga in the cell right now, but if I call he ain't gone answer
These niggas ain't like that, who the f*ck said y'all niggas gangsta
My niggas don't know how to dance, but they gone spin
(Yeaah)
I know I ain't meant to lose I'm built to win
(Yeaah)
I took some addys and subtract my friends
I keep my lead on me tryna dodge the pen
(Aye)
Always on the block like LeBron James
Always keep this thirty like I'm Stephen Curry
Promethazine and codeine running through my veins
I washed my Glock a thousand times and it's still dirty
Drop that bag on his head on Sunday, he gone be gone by Monday
Niggas be showing they guns off, but we know they not with the gunplay
Like Phoenix I know these niggas my sons, y'all might be like me one day
Never see the same me twice, every time you look a nigga done upgrade
I take these drugs for the side effects
This shit come natural I don't gotta flex
He acting pussy so we leave him wet
She playing with my head so I just want neck
I see the hate it's all in your eyes
I pop Adderall and my soul divides
These niggas be faker then plastic, so where the recycling bin
Extended clip hold thirty, imma give all these bullets to them
Forever I'm getting this money, this shit ain't gone never end
Imma put these niggas on, I guess I'm setting trends
(Aye)
They want all the smoke so we gave em cancer
(Kilt them niggas)
Codeine addict I pour Hi-Tek In my Fanta
(In my soda)
My nigga in the cell right now, but if I call he ain't gone answer
These ain't like that, who the f*ck said y'all niggas gangsta
My niggas don't know how to dance, but they gone spin
(Yeaah)
I know I ain't meant to lose, I'm built to win
(Yeaah)
I took some addys and subtract my friends
I keep my lead on me tryna dodge the pen
(Aye)
Always on the block like LeBron James
Always keep the thirty like I'm Stephen Curry
Promethazine and codeine running through my veins
I washed my Glock a thousand times and it's still dirty
YoungSlime - Always Lyrics
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Yea Yeaa Yeah
Yea Yeaa Yeah
(Aye)
They want all the smoke so we gave em cancer
(Kilt dem niggas)
Codeine addict I pour Hi-Tek In my Fanta
(In my soda)
My nigga in the cell right now, but if I call he ain't gone answer
These niggas ain't like that, who the f*ck said y'all niggas gangsta
My niggas don't know how to dance, but they gone spin
(Yeaah)
I know I ain't meant to lose I'm built to win
(Yeaah)
I took some addys and subtract my friends
I keep my lead on me tryna dodge the pen
(Aye)
Always on the block like LeBron James
Always keep this thirty like I'm Stephen Curry
Promethazine and codeine running through my veins
I washed my Glock a thousand times and it's still dirty
Drop that bag on his head on Sunday, he gone be gone by Monday
Niggas be showing they guns off, but we know they not with the gunplay
Like Phoenix I know these niggas my sons, y'all might be like me one day
Never see the same me twice, every time you look a nigga done upgrade
I take these drugs for the side effects
This shit come natural I don't gotta flex
He acting pussy so we leave him wet
She playing with my head so I just want neck
I see the hate it's all in your eyes
I pop Adderall and my soul divides
These niggas be faker then plastic, so where the recycling bin
Extended clip hold thirty, imma give all these bullets to them
Forever I'm getting this money, this shit ain't gone never end
Imma put these niggas on, I guess I'm setting trends
(Aye)
They want all the smoke so we gave em cancer
(Kilt them niggas)
Codeine addict I pour Hi-Tek In my Fanta
(In my soda)
My nigga in the cell right now, but if I call he ain't gone answer
These ain't like that, who the f*ck said y'all niggas gangsta
My niggas don't know how to dance, but they gone spin
(Yeaah)
I know I ain't meant to lose, I'm built to win
(Yeaah)
I took some addys and subtract my friends
I keep my lead on me tryna dodge the pen
(Aye)
Always on the block like LeBron James
Always keep the thirty like I'm Stephen Curry
Promethazine and codeine running through my veins
I washed my Glock a thousand times and it's still dirty
Yea Yeaa Yeah
(Aye)
They want all the smoke so we gave em cancer
(Kilt dem niggas)
Codeine addict I pour Hi-Tek In my Fanta
(In my soda)
My nigga in the cell right now, but if I call he ain't gone answer
These niggas ain't like that, who the f*ck said y'all niggas gangsta
My niggas don't know how to dance, but they gone spin
(Yeaah)
I know I ain't meant to lose I'm built to win
(Yeaah)
I took some addys and subtract my friends
I keep my lead on me tryna dodge the pen
(Aye)
Always on the block like LeBron James
Always keep this thirty like I'm Stephen Curry
Promethazine and codeine running through my veins
I washed my Glock a thousand times and it's still dirty
Drop that bag on his head on Sunday, he gone be gone by Monday
Niggas be showing they guns off, but we know they not with the gunplay
Like Phoenix I know these niggas my sons, y'all might be like me one day
Never see the same me twice, every time you look a nigga done upgrade
I take these drugs for the side effects
This shit come natural I don't gotta flex
He acting pussy so we leave him wet
She playing with my head so I just want neck
I see the hate it's all in your eyes
I pop Adderall and my soul divides
These niggas be faker then plastic, so where the recycling bin
Extended clip hold thirty, imma give all these bullets to them
Forever I'm getting this money, this shit ain't gone never end
Imma put these niggas on, I guess I'm setting trends
(Aye)
They want all the smoke so we gave em cancer
(Kilt them niggas)
Codeine addict I pour Hi-Tek In my Fanta
(In my soda)
My nigga in the cell right now, but if I call he ain't gone answer
These ain't like that, who the f*ck said y'all niggas gangsta
My niggas don't know how to dance, but they gone spin
(Yeaah)
I know I ain't meant to lose, I'm built to win
(Yeaah)
I took some addys and subtract my friends
I keep my lead on me tryna dodge the pen
(Aye)
Always on the block like LeBron James
Always keep the thirty like I'm Stephen Curry
Promethazine and codeine running through my veins
I washed my Glock a thousand times and it's still dirty
Writer: ALAN CHANG, TOM JACKSON, GREG MCFALL, BRAD RANOLA
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Performed By: YoungSlime
Language: English
Length: 2:31
Written by: ALAN CHANG, TOM JACKSON, GREG MCFALL, BRAD RANOLA