Slime Cup lyrics

f*ck, f*ck up, f*ck
Aye
That's a slime cup
I got hoes in the line-up
Choose 'em over money hell nah I got no time bruh
Take no photo was out where the crime was
If I was the sh*t why your b*tch tryna slide up
Dirty money, ion simp for a hyena
Money to be made you still worried if yo likes up
I was in the whip off a 40 off a line-up
Homie gotta script so we sippin on Jemima
Let's break it down I'm changing b*tches like my shoes too
You be snitchin' like the show givin' blues clues
All the homies slangin' drugs ain't sh*t else new
Claim a b*tch that I f*ck and she just use you
You a lick, easy money, we might hit you
My typa b*tch that I cuff wouldn't touch you
You ain't sh*t, you got a b*tch that I f*ck, too
You the type to ask a b*tch "Where my hug, too?"
Too gone, I was faded when I showed up
You said you poppin', muf*cka what's the hold up
That's yo b*tch, but I bet she tryna show up
And if I'm there, bet the whole team pull up
Do what?
b*tch you talkin' reckless
The drugs that I cop prolly more than yo check is
Worry 'bout a b*tch ain't never on the check list
Goofy lil bob lemme see how yo neck is
Uh, couple bars and a faygo, you talk about a team but never made a play bruh
You ride for the b*tch, and she ride when I say so
f*ck it up, double up on the pesos
Do what? b*tch you know what I came for
If it ain't money I ain't mad over sh*t, bro
Ima slide for the team if they need me
I ain't worry 'bout yo girl she don't please me
Got another b*tch, always say she need me
And my last b*tch mad she don't see me
You a pus*y, copy-cat tryna be me
A lotta sh*t to say but not when they see me
di*k her down now she love when she see me
di*k her down now she love when she see me
I'm like "yuh, yuh, yeah no ashes"