​slimyfella lyrics

[Intro]
(On God, kilo make the beat)

[Chorus]
Hell yeah, I just made a couple damn thousand (Thousand)
I was on the block, just wylin' (Just wylin')
Step in the function, just stylin' profilin' (Yeah)
Call the plug, I need a re-up (I need a re-up)
Check me in and I’ma f*ck that sh*t up (Let's go)
But before yo show I f*ck it up (f*ck it up)
Get that bag and I finish it up (Finish it up)
I got Kilo, he up on the drums (I'm with Kilo)
Smoking ‘Za it beat out my lungs (My lungs)
Spend my money on clothes and guns (And guns)
3AM out the way, let's get funds (Get funds)
I'm with Doobie and big homie Glock (My slimes)
I'm a rich n*gga up on this block (The block)
I fell in love with my Glock (The Glock)
My wrist get to hurtin', I'm whippin the pot
I got a shooter outside yo door (Buh)
Ya best lay low forе' your ass get fold
Ion give a f*ck if thats your hoe
Bе with hella demons but I ain't sell my soul
V12 I got horses in the engine
Won't give out my number you'll get my extension
When I die, they will not forget my existence
Told that boy if you want a verse send a submission (Send a damn-)
[Verse]
I open a pack and it smell
The hottest right now, b*tch I'm hotter than Hell
He tried to gang and I'm sending these shells (Brrt)
That boy a rat he tellin' details (Yeah)
Got shooters who love to do blitz (Blitz)
Got shooters who itchin' for hits (Hits)
I swear that they never miss (No)
I wish you the best lil' b*tch
I hop out the whip with a Uzi Uzi (Uzi!)
A stupid lil' bih with a big ol' booty (Yeah)
The drank, a n*gga get really moody
Ima come back for you if you do not shoot me (Buh)
pus*y is scared to pull triggers (Triggers)
This sh*t gon' be bigger than bigger (Bigger)
They gon hop on the flow like a river (A river)
He blow up he don't care 'bout a liver (Don't care 'bout a liver)

[Chorus]
Hell yeah, I just made a couple damn thousand (Thousand)
I was on the block, just wylin' (Just wylin')
Step in the function, just stylin' profilin' (Yeah)
Call the plug, I need a re-up (I need a re-up)
Check me in and I’ma f*ck that sh*t up (Let's go)
But before yo show I f*ck it up (f*ck it up)
Get that bag and I finish it up (Finish it up)
I got Kilo, he up on the drums (I'm with Kilo)
Smoking ‘Za it beat out my lungs (My lungs)
Spend my money on clothes and guns (And guns)
We aim out the way, let's get funds (Get funds)
I'm with Doobie and big homie Glock (My slimes)
I'm a rich n*gga up on this block (The block)
I fell in love with my Glock (The Glock)
My wrist get to hurtin', I'm whippin the pot
I got a shooter outside yo door (Buh)
Ya best lay low fore' your ass get fold
Ion give a f*ck if thats your hoe
Be with hella demons but I ain't sell my soul
V12 I got horses in the engine
Won't give out my number you'll get my extension
When I die, they will not forget my existence
Told that boy if you want a verse send a submission
[Verse 2]
Gotta finish the job, It's causin' suspicion
Would be best for you to just shut up and listen
I hear somebody comin' now everybody listen

[Outro]
(Brrt, shh)
(Who the f*ck that is there at the door?)
(What the f*ck?)
(He think he slick, I see his ass right there)
(On God, thought I-)
[?]
(Get his ass fold, rolled up)
(Yo!)
(Brrt, brrt, brrt)
(On God, kilo made the beat)
(Blatt, blatt, blatt)
(Blatt, blatt, blatt)
(Brr, brr)