YungBanoxo - Slime Da Block Lyrics

Slime da block
What I smoke its every opp
Carry glock 17 with a switch came with a stock
Carry ghost In the club I carry pole
All these bitches on my phone
Tell me everyday yea she hate it da my dick not in her throat
Flick a finger im letting it blow
We slide in all black G.I Joe
Hit the backdoor then adiós
Aint no time I'm goin broke you see on socials I be low
'Cuz I be runnin to that doe seen shit ya neva seen before
He slit his bitch I slit his throat
Pissed ahh nigga got hit for thinkin shi was fun n jokes
Left him crawling out the store
I'd be lyin if ion know
It's the reaper in my clothes knockin up on ya front doe nigga

Its the reaper in my face look in my eyes you stare to long dat shit burn you like some mace
Think im playing pussy nigga got hit up I left da nigga laced
Arp bullets hit his face
Round me betta watch whatchu say
I send my niggas to go and -

Ion even gotta say to much let deez blue motha' f*ckin' hunnits talk
Bussdown carti wherever I walk where im from u cant een get dis watch
All of my hits they stay ina vault got all my bitches in cartier socks
Ina SRT im fleedin da cops
Got ski ski on ma wrist shi frost
Like what the f*ck

She aint f*ckin for a buck den Ion want her she a scrub
All my niggas always keep dey glizzy tucked
I carry drum
Bih im speedin ina SRT for fun broke niggas dumb
Ian beefin' if you aint show me no funds
Keep slimey gun

Slime da block
These niggas actin like dey top so ima make dey body drop
And what I smoke its every opp I put them all up ina box
Always keep my 17 when it buss da bih dont stop
Arp's, 223's, magazines we got it all

Im steady chasing cheese ion know how niggas not
Make sure my family gon eat before I spend it ona watch
My brudda got an SRT we flead the scene wtf a stop
We spin da block
Aint no matter if its broaday we gone catch em after dark
Run up on em now he froze how you shaking with a glock
The streets da life da lil boi chose its too late to rewind da clock

I get bread up out the bitch I love the way she gimme mop
I'm da nigga take yo bih I pimp ha out to be a thot

Came to flawda for a minute
I cant go back to the P
I'm da nigga they tryna be
I be chillin and low key
Let uh nigga try to reach dey gon see arp
223's and magazines
I make money when I sleep
You'll never see me ona E bih im slidin inda V
Let uh pussy nigga slide ima leave em on da street