[Intro] All that All that This, this is my lifestyle, this is me You know me, baby, Slimeball (COUPE) Yeah, you know I'm on the block, nigga, uh You know, I'm on the block with my Nikes on My G-Star jeans, you know what I mean? You know My shirt (My lifestyle), my plain t-shirt (This my lifestyle) The Glock 30 work
[Verse 1] He's a big stepper, talk that shit, can't check it Play with me, bitch, you get checked like checkers Head-to-head, nigga, we ain't playin' no chess We bust in that door, we gon' show who the best Thirties and hollows, nigga, where you at? Hang out the roof, shootin' out a 'Vette Grand Theft Auto, when I do a donut on your block, I'ma shoot with the stick (Grand Theft Auto) I feel like Michael when I hit a lick I feel like Franklin when I lead a lick Swervin' through the traffic, gettin' away from 12 Hit the booty club and blow me some L's Blowin' that money on that bitch in front me Smokin' that green sticky like a Kermit Feelin' like Frogger, leap and hit the stick And when I aim at you, I swear I won't miss I'm killin' my opps and ain't worried 'bout shit You act like you macho, I show you a bitch I'm East Atlanta and I stand on this shit I'm 'bout that gunplay, yeah, I'm straight from the bricks I'm really gangster, you not built for this shit When you was in the school, I was hittin' licks While you was tryna flirt, I'm fuckin' the bitch You in the locker room talkin', she suckin' my dick
[Chorus] Young nigga shit Now I get money, I came from shit Now I got this money, I'm rich Now I ain't worried 'bout no bitch I ain't finna give a bitch shit You talkin' 'bout the setup, get hit with the glick I'm psycho, maniac when I got the stick I'm movin' so gangster, yeah, I'm with the shit I pull out the toilet, shittin' on your bitch Bitch said I wasn't gon' be nothin', but I am I came a long way from smokin' a gram I smoke out the pound, I smoke up an ounce That thirty minute smoke, that shit is so loud I'm kickin' and boolin' in the 'yo now It's thirty thousand for a show now So I gotta go hard now, I need more now All these goddamn hoes 'round
[Verse 2] Yeah, you know that this lifestyle, man, I love this shit I'm gettin' money, not above this shit I still trap, make money with my brother, bitch, no other shit I hang with same niggas I been rockin' with You try my dawg, nigga, we bustin' your wig The drive-by shit, man, we shootin' at grandma and kids Y'all niggas not with the shit And free my homie them down in the pen They stab a nigga just to get the shit in They handle this and then they handle that And then they Cash App, you know I get this shit in And don't say my name when you in the pen You know you niggas and these statements Talking 'bout Slime doin' this and that Nigga can't say shit, I don't say shit I don't know shit, no ho shit Got plenty money, no broke shit I pay my lawyer just to handle it Then it get done quick, yeah Sick with the money, do shit, get it done These bitches fuckin' for the money for fun She really want a thousand, but I gave that bitch some ones Yeah, I gave the bitch some ones (Some ones) And I fucked the bitch, yeah, with my gun In my hand, bitch, I don't trust nothin' (Nah) Bitch might be tryna get a nigga set up while he gettin' his dick sucked (Damn) But it might be the drugs 'Cause I'm trippin', I'm sippin' the uh (Uh), yeah Dirty that mud, know I like drugs all in my cup I don't give a fuck, I'm on the block, I'm posted with the thugs And I got my gun, me and my cut And I really don't need it 'cause I know these pussy niggas not fuckin' with us But if you play gangster, we sendin' them slugs And I hang with killers, they don't give a fuck And they like save money and drugs I'm a young nigga like them, man, I don't give a fuck (No, I don't)
[Chorus] Young nigga shit Now I get money, I came from shit Now I got this money, I'm rich Now I ain't worried 'bout no bitch I ain't finna give a bitch shit You talkin' 'bout the setup, get hit with the glick I'm psycho, maniac when I got the stick I'm movin' so gangster, yeah, I'm with the shit I pull out the toilet, shittin' on your bitch Bitch said I wasn't gon' be nothin', but I am I came a long way from smokin' a gram I smoke out the pound, I smoke up an ounce That thirty minute smoke, that shit is so loud I'm kickin' and boolin' in the 'yo now It's thirty thousand for a show now So I gotta go hard now, I need more now All these goddamn hoes 'round (Goddamn hoes 'round)
[Outro] All these goddamn hoes 'roundTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
