MY SLIME IS! lyrics

Uh, look, I was f*cking on a b*tch, before I nut I f*cking left
I don't care about a hoe, I'm chasing nothing but a check
If I pull up in Margiela, then you know I f*cking flex
I don't want her for the love, I only want her for the sex
BBW, I like the stomach plumper than the breast
Take the Nina and I load it, I just dump it like my ex
Damn, I heard your ex a b*tch, Mir, let me grab my Tech
I'mma put one in her head and put the other in her chest
Damn b*tch, stop wearing booty shorts, I might get an erection
Me and Mir pulling out two Glocks up on your section
I donе f*ck too many hoes, I might have an obsession
I just f*ckеd a b*tch while I'm facetiming her best friend
He a throat GOAT, put the nine in his esophagus
If the b*tch bad, pull her over, this a stop a frisk
Kicks off white, cost a K, you ain't copping it
Hit one hundred in the cat, you ain't stopping it
The Glock never jam when I pull up with the blicky
b*tch pus*y real good, it get gushy in the sticky
Finna shake and bake on that b*tch, Bobby Ricky
When I'm pulling out the choppa it's gon eat, it ain't picky
She just brought another b*tch, one for Mir, that's a pass back
And shorty made me c*m, then she squirt, that's a blast back
You be telling jokes that these b*tches never laugh at
Blade on my side, n*ggas asking where my task at
I f*ck with the coldest hoes, I met her at the Poconos
I feel like I'm Oddwin, head to Wendy's get a four for four
He get clapped, close the show, you see the toasy I'm toting though
Grab a fourty five and take a thirty, I'mma overdose
b*tches tryna get my seven digits, they ain't close to me
I feel like Omarion, like b*tch, that's how it's supposed to be
He don't want no smoke with me, I always keep the toast in reach
I feel like I'm Gudda cause I got her n*gga grocery
Your b*tch be slobbing meat and she eat a glob of semen
My homies don't dance in the club, we steady bob and weaving
I said it's time for reaping, you better find a deacon
Cause you ain't Gojo, n*ggas, how you gon survive a demon
My n*ggas thriving eating, you know my Slime is Breeton
I told em don't open your mouth when you see bosses speaking
And I'm so holy, when I enter church I rob the deacon
I point the beam up in the air, but this is not a beacon