$lime lyrics

by

Vincente Void


Slime

Lost a lot of baggage
The aftermath was damaged
Tossed it to the rats
And got em clamoring for scraps of it
Old friends all stand-up
While I sit back and laugh at em
Back stabbed and bloody
But these bands came with bandages

All y’all 똑같애
Breathing lead when I gun ‘em with the tek
Leaking red when I cut em on the neck
Leave a mess on their rug, 미안해
죽을래? Watch your head

b*tch, you’re deadweight
Tummy getting tucked up
Save your soul
Make you holy like putt-putt

Busting y’all with Duck Hunt butt plugs
Boy, you got us f*cked up
Pull up with my slug guts
b*tch, it’s my motherf*cking
Slime

Okay, we back up on our sh*t
Okay, please get up off my di*k
All these incels make me sick
You think you on, b*tch
You ain't slick

You ain't thinking for yourself
You're just a yes-man for your clique
It's still f*ck your crew and what you do
And f*ck your politics

Rappers they be acting like groupies
b*tch, you a dog, you Goofy
Let 'em really think it's all good in the hood
Then lay 'em down quick with a two-piece

Perpetuating fraud, that's the only way they live they life
That ain't what I'm on, f*ck the game, b*tch
I'm chilling with my

Slime

All of you n*ggas is sad
You got no juice cause you lack
I do not f*ck with you n*ggas
I know when I smell one, you pussies is rats
n*ggas is snakes
Watch how they slither in grass
I'll catch 'em slipping down bad
Cutting necks off they ass

You a slave for the fame
You gon' die within time
Stay in your lane
I'm riding with my slime

Slime, slime, slime
Kick you in the face like a 619
Lie, cheat, steal, I finesse all the time
Crack a hoe open just for taking my shine

Tombstone cold
b*tch, I'm old
You can't f*ck with me
If you ever try
You gon' meet your maker
Ain't no passin' me

Slime
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