INFORMANTS lyrics

[Intro]
Rich Slime (EVILGIANE, SURF GANG)
You know how the f*ck we rockin', man
Ayy, Giane, gangway sh*t
You know how the f*ck we rockin', man, fllt
Rich Slime

[Chorus]
When I spin a n*gga block, know I'm totin' that iron
Can't f*ck wit' n*ggas, 'cause I know you not Rich Slime
I'm bodybag gang, I ain't lettin' that sh*t fly
Shooter thirteen, he pullin' them homicides
Fifty gang sh*t, man, you know I been certified
Thirty-one shots, yeah, I'm lovin' that G9
n*ggas be snitchin', man, I know they be CI
Got rich mob ties, man, you know I been worldwide
[?] gang sh*t, man, you know I been mobtied
I'm real slime, man, I'm feelin' like Ola
Got a 19X, I ain't doin' no .45
I spin his block twice, now he tryna come outside
I'm on the block drippin' red like the stop sign
Been f*cked that b*tch, got that ho in my archive
You not in the field, man, y'all n*ggas just courtside
On point south, and I'm totin' on two .5's

[Verse 1]
I'm on the block servin' chickens like Popeyes
Got a Muslim shooter and he prayin' to Allah
Diamonds, they dancin', they doin' the cha-cha
I'm downtown trappin' right by the Five Guys
My shooter caught a body, gave him a high five
I'm in the public and I'm strapped with a clean .9
Got an Asian b*tch, and I caught that ho cheatin'
My b*tches strapped, you know they ride wit' that nina
[Chorus]
When I spin a n*gga block, know I'm totin' that iron
Can't f*ck wit' n*ggas, 'cause I know you not Rich Slime
I'm bodybag gang, I ain't lettin' that sh*t fly
Shooter thirteen, he pullin' them homicides
Fifty gang sh*t, man, you know I been certified
Thirty-one shots, yeah, I'm lovin' that G9
n*ggas be snitchin', man, I know they be CI
Got rich mob ties, man, you know I been worldwide
[?] gang sh*t, man, you know I been mobtied
I'm real slime, man, I'm feelin' like Ola
Got a 19X, I ain't doin' no .45
I spin his block twice, now he tryna come outside
I'm on the block drippin' red like the stop sign
Been f*cked that b*tch, got that ho in my archive
You not in the field, man, y'all n*ggas just courtside
On point south, and I'm totin' on two .5's

[Verse 2]
I'm totin' on two .5's
I'm really slidin' in that Beamer like Eli
Custom Louie V, you know this sh*t [?]
Spanish b*tches, yeah, I kick it like Tina
n*ggas rattin', man, these n*ggas be CI
Got paper trails, but I ain't talkin' 'bout T.I
Yo' b*tch choosing, man, I know she gon' meet I
n*gga got smoked, now his ass on a t-shirt
Foreign b*tch, and she tryna get a VISA
She gettin' money, yeah, she [?]
European whip, I ain't doin' no Kia
I don't know bro, so I ain't trustin' him either
Free Black Gwaluh, man, you know he a reaper
Soccer shirt, but I ain't playin' no FIFA
f*ckin' that b*tch, now she tryna be Sito
Got a new Glock, and it came wit' a breather