Slimed lyrics

[Verse]
I hopped off the jet, and land on my projects
Who do I want to go slimed I got too many options
I f*cked so many b*tches, it filled up my block list
Pokemon cards, there no racks in my pockets
Y'all sum still lil kids, y'all small ballin'
Yeah, my sh*t real big, yeah they big talking
Still on the bleachers on some cheering sh*t, and they say I'm heartless
Always ready to slime sh*t, and shmoney still callin'
I don't trust nobody only my artist
Tryin' to sneak diss, b*tch I heard yah talking
Stay out my way, this ho' tryna play
I know what their game, tryna to get in my pockets (woo)
Tryna go step in Huaraches
n*gga playin' games, he thinks that he funny
We skipped to the outro, don't say that you love me
DGR said it, I see it, I donе it
Fresh like the first day of school on thе weekend
n*ggas get mad cause I can stayed geeking
I got myself some lil money to fix up my teeth
Give no f*ck about a Porshe, I need stars on the seats
I want you to tell me if anything wrong
You stuck in my skin, you all in my palm
You need a lil money, you know who to call
You a diamond you dancing, you look like a star (woo)
Gotta be cautious, can't pay the support
They screaming out slime, and we show no remorse
Yeah, love like the trenches, it always in war
b*tch call me a mechanic, cause I keep a tool (woo)
Only me and your fool
I got some sloppy sloppy in a Porshe
Yeah, i got my momma, Micheal Kors
I gotta drip a b*tch in Dior
Have to be cautious, these n*ggas are sneaky, something smells fishy
Four pockets full, but Baby ain't with me
Teeth shinin' you tell that we winnin'
Street poet n*gga I see sh*t so vivid
[Outro]
Tay slime with 'em
Quatro dangerous with da blick