Major League Glime lyrics

[Intro]
Ah
Pardon the interruption for this little smoke break
Goon music, goon music
It's glime season

[Verse 1: CityBoy!]
Out of sight and out of my mind
I check the AP, it's my time
I'm done with b*tches, yeah, they all slime
But I need my b*tch, cause that's my glime
I beat the pot, but no, I'm not D-Lo
I chase the green, and no I'm not C-Lo
I be in some fast sh*t, check my speedo
I take off real fast Vroom they want my steelo
I love my drac', I could never be kendrick
You check my closet, everything authentic
When I said I love you, girl, I swear I meant it
The sh*t that you flexing, I spent on a pendant
Your b*tch wanna f*ck, and it ain't no pretending
I go to rodeo, and I do the spending
I took a lil' pic, now a n*gga trending
You speak on my name, that'll be your ending
I'm having real swag while y'all n*ggas renting

[Chorus: Sig.Carlito]
Im in this b*tch to the end, we're in a car and we spin, I make her crawl on her hands
Tell me we're really my friend, yeah, tell me we're really my friend
Is that b*tch really your friend?
Could've came box, but I'm in a Benz
She a fan, she not making a bet
MLB she let me hit
I'll slime too, just like YB, I got a racks, just like YC
I hear whispers, they talk about me
I came with slime, bacteria, my germans
Yeah, I kill the pus*y 9 times,I feel like Curtis
[Verse: Sig.Carlito]
It's a box up on this glizzy if I'm nervous
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I beat the pus*y closed curtains
Goodbye, I got a b*tch that I put in the sky
I'm overseas, but I'm not in Dubai
Yeah, I swear it get sweet like a pie
Yeah, I glo'd up, do not be surprised
You switched so stay on that side
Yeah, I borrowed and took for a ride
You can have her, cause it is your time
I stole a b*tch, not committing a crime
Free Rushy, my motherf*ckin slime
Free Rushy, cause that is my slime
Say it twice, cause I'm on the 9

[Chorus: Sig.Carlito]
Im in this b*tch to the end, we're in a car and we spin, I make her crawl on her hands
Tell me we're really my friend, yeah, tell me we're really my friend
Is that b*tch really your friend?
Could've came box, but I'm in a Benz
She a fan, she not making a bet
MLB she let me hit
I'll slime too, just like YB, I got a racks, just like YC
I hear whispers, they talk about me
I came with slime, bacteria, my germans
Yeah, I kill the pus*y 9 times,I feel like Curtis
[Outro]
Don't get caught
Don't get caught slipping in the turning lane
It's the evil empire, riding dirty