Slime Ball lyrics
by YoungBoy Never Broke Again
[Intro]
(Guwap)
Wop (b*tch ass n*gga)
(Beat Execz)
I-I'm back on my Guwop sh*t (Ba, ba)
Huh? ’Chu on fo'?
(Marcuss, you killin' the beat)
Look
[Chorus]
n*gga tried to throw it and I picked it off (I picked it off, b*tch)
b*tch, I be the motherf*ckin’ slime ball (Slime ball)
These n*ggas ain't gettin' no money, that ain't my fault (That ain't my fault)
I'm tryna be the reason they get knocked off
b*tch, I'm 38 for real, Nawfside, 4KTREY for real
I am no blood, told my cuz' “We don’t bang the field” (Nah)
b*tch, you tryna bang? Get killed
You must got your thang in here
I’ma speed up and beat it up, yo' b*tch get banged, for real
[Verse 1]
I got least three, four chains on, million dollar phone with no ringtone
I know they know what I’m on, these f*ck ass n*ggas gеt banged on
You know where I'm from, right on yo' block, wе leave a stain on
You could tell that I got money from the way that I rap on my song
You might think that my brain gone, n*gga, whatchu' think?
Ole b*tch ass n*gga get stomped, I put you up
b*tch, I be anxious (b*tch)
Ain’t gone make not one move
These n*ggas be scared, I'm tameless (Tameless)
Free D-Dawg, he on bang sh*t, n*gga (Bang)
Draw it, I'ma hang it, I'm like “pus*y n*gga, paint it”
[Chorus]
n*gga tried to throw it and I picked it off (I picked it off, b*tch)
b*tch, I be the motherf*ckin' slime ball (Slime ball)
These n*ggas ain't gettin' no money, that ain't my fault (That ain't my fault)
I'm tryna be the reason they get knocked off
b*tch, I'm 38 for real, Nawfside, 4KTREY for real
I am no blood, told my cuz' “We don't bang the field” (Nah)
b*tch, you tryna bang? Get killed
You must got your thang in here
I'ma speed up and beat it up, yo' b*tch get banged, for real
[Verse 2]
I'm addin' on 438, me and Joe in the A'
That's two of us posted with four tools
You can come to this place, put the gun in yo' face
Lil' b*tch ass n*gga, break no rules
I ain't callin' her “Bae”, put that di*k in her face
Play on cute bass, no ProTools
Go grab Young Roy, load up the car
Make sure you step on four fools
[Interlude: NBA Ben 10]
What else? Million dollars in jewelry, b*tch ass n*gga
You heard me? Catch up, no mustard
Yeah, you know what it is, n*gga
We ain't runnin' 'bout you b*tch ass n*ggas, you heard me?
Got a million dollars in jewelry, million dollars in cars, you heard me?
Million dollars on you, millions dollars on [?], you heard me?
Look, we doin' M's all day, n*gga, hold on
[Outro]
These n*ggas ain't gettin' no money, that ain't my fault
I'm tryna be the reason they get knocked off
b*tch, I'm 38 for real, Nawfside, 4KTREY for real
I am no blood, told my cuz' “We don't bang the field”
b*tch, you tryna bang? Get killed
You must got your thang in here
I ain't on sh*t n*gga, what you on?