Young Slime lyrics

by

Yeat



[Intro]
That sh*t really fire, that sh*t gold

(Woodpecker, that sh*t go hard)
Vroom, vroom
No cap, no cap
Yeah, uh, slime, slime, slime, hey
Lil' thotty can make up the block, and I beat it up, beat it up (Slime)
It's slimy, the drip is so tragic, automatic, wish ya' had it (Wish you'd)
Your lil' bro live on my mattress, y'all motherf*ckers don't have this (Oh)
That's why my money elastic, pour up while f*ckin' a bad b*tch (Huh)

[Chorus]
Lil' thotty can make up the block, and I beat it up, beat it up (Grrt)
It's slimy, the drip is so tragic, automatic, wish ya' had it (Slime)
Your lil' bro live on my mattress, y'all motherf*ckers don't have this (Oh, nah)
That's why my money elastic, pour up while f*ckin' a bad b*tch, hey ('Astic)

[Verse]
These ain't–These ain't Balmain's, hoе, these Givenchy, hoе
Different color jeans, lookin' like a Pope
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