​slime222 lyrics

by

DiamondsOnMyDick


[Intro]
b*tch
Shout out Krxxk, man
RCB in this b*tch Blood Rain Boys n*gga taking over man
2020 man, bloody Nikes on me n*ggas next man
Damn, what
What, what, damn
Go, go, b*tch

[Chorus]
Damn, pull in foreign then I do the dash
Demon b*tch pull up with that [?]
Big ass Glock, n*gga I leave you toe tagged
Pew pew, goddamn, where he at?
Skrrt skrrt, n*gga I just pulled off in Jag
I'm too powered up b*tch that's why these f*ck n*ggas mad
I'm pouring up blood n*gga I mix the sprite with that
I pull in coupe n*gga it got the [?]
Pretty boy demon yo b*tch have a heart attack
I cast a love spell on that b*tch you won't get her back
These tiny ass jeans n*gga I cannot tuck the Mac
Mix blood with that lean smoking souls like [?]
[?] me, sent her home wit a broken back
I hit him with stick n*gga thought he was Superman
Look at that n*gga now he stretched like a rubber band
Pretty boy goon n*gga I got that [?]
I jugg a f*ck n*gga then I do the money dance
[Verse 1]
[?] shoot a dead n*gga from Afghanistan
Damn, big ass [?] "Let's rock out"
Cast a love spell, gonna put my di*k in her mouth
I ain't 'bout money n*gga what the f*ck you talkin' 'bout?
[?] yo b*tch, plenty Diamonds to go around
Vampire gang pop out when the sun down
[?], blood wit the Sprite
I f*cked yo b*tch, I give her pipe
Pretty boy demon, chop with the knife
I put a hex on him then play with his life
No [?] I just f*cked on your wife
Throw her on the wall [?] now I f*ck her all night
She gave me top, it was aight
She tryna skeet, I give her white

[Chorus]
Damn, pull in foreign then I do the dash
Demon b*tch pull up with that [?]
Big ass Glock, n*gga I leave you toe tagged
Pew pew, goddamn, where he at?
Skrrt skrrt, n*gga I just pulled off in Jag
I'm too powered up b*tch that's why these f*ck n*ggas mad
I'm pouring up blood n*gga I mix the sprite with that
I pull in coupe n*gga it got the [?]
Pretty boy demon yo b*tch have a heart attack
I cast a love spell on that b*tch you won't get her back
These tiny ass jeans n*gga I cannot tuck the Mac
Mix blood with that lean smoking souls like [?]
[?] me, sent her home wit a broken back
I hit him with stick n*gga thought he was Superman
Look at that n*gga now he stretched like a rubber band
Pretty boy goon n*gga I got that [?]
I jugg a f*ck n*gga then I do the money dance
[Outro]
Damn, ayy, yuh, b*tch
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