Super Slimey lyrics

[Intro]
Bro took 9 shots, he a soldier
pus*y, run with us, or get ran over
Young n*gga, yeah my pockets look like Yoda

[Hook]
And broski shoot the clip till it ain't nothin left
We cradled to the grave, Jet-Li and DMX
We together everyday, Will Smith and Jazzy Jeff, n*gga

[Verse]
These rap n*ggas f*ck me up, you ain’t what you actin like
Your watch ain't bust down enough, boy you ain't trappin right
How you miss 130 shots? pus*y you ain’t even tap it right
Aye broski hit him twice this time, make sure he don't come back to life
I been up all night I can't sleep, sh*t I got insomnia
Come kill me like you said you was, f*ck block calls, I'm tired of em
This b*tch just told her friend she with me, then she gotta go
Louie V, Tennis sneaks', big drip, Fivio
Broski said "don't kill that n*gga, he look like a kid"
f*ck it, he was with em yesterday in that lil vid
Broski said "you can't drill no more cause homie you too lit"
But my homie's killer walkin, sh*t I’m feelin like a vic’
f*ck it, ima get a check, and get his wings clipped
I'm super slimey, line a rapper out, sh*t ion like him
He in critical, he ain tryna die, he a fighter
I’m tryna light up Whas-his-name, where the lighter?
I ain't know that dogs can turn to snakes
I gave my mans 10, I came back, it was 8
What the f*ck? You tryna get plucked?
I'm my own man, b*tch I hold my nuts up
What you know bout ridin in them vans?
What you know bout comin back, p*ssin on ya hands?
Lemme keep it rap
How the f*ck he beat that body? I think he a rat
I seen how they did that n*gga, I almost felt bad
His eyes was rollin down the street, his head was in his lap
f*ck it, that's just how it go
He was dissin on the broski, he can’t no more
[Hook]
And broski shoot the clip till it ain't nothin left
We cradled to the grave, Jet-Li and DMX
We together everyday, Will Smith and Jazzy Jeff, n*gga