My Slime Lyrics By Billionaire Burke
I remember somebody once told me
"I ain't shit without my home boys", funny thing is, they was right
My slime is my slime (Slime, slime)
Keep that rocket with him, Rondo number nine
Hope you buster **** never cross the line (Don't cross the line)
'Cause he gon' gun you down and then go do the time (Bow, bow, yeah)
My slime is my slatt (Slatt, slatt)
He don't never leave the house without that bat
Finessed a **** out his work and threw the jack
My slime my slime, so you know I got his back (I got his back)
Blap, blap, take that, yeah
Two coupes, no roof
Ace and Mitch, on my gettin' money shit
If you seen me back to back, you know who I'm rollin' with
He got 30, I got 30 rollin' 60's like a Crip
That's my word, I got sauce so you know I like the drip
Hate when **** hatin' on me so, you know we keep the stick
Call the plug, for some bricks we went half up on that lick
He ain't worried 'bout these hoes, we ain't beefed over no bitch
That's my slime, that's my **** who gon' watch over my kids
Beat my daughter's boyfriend up, raise my son like it was his
That's my ****, he the realest
We at Gucci, bustin' swipes
If he bustin', then I'm bustin'
Bitch, and know it's slime for life
Slime is my slime (Slime, slime)
Keep that rocket with him, Rondo number nine
Hope you pussy **** never cross the line (Don't cross the line)
'Cause he gon' gun you down and then go do the time (Bow, bow, yeah)
My slime is my slatt (That's my slatt)
He don't ever leave the house without that bat
Finessed a **** out his work and threw the jack
My slime my slime, so you know I got his back (That's my slimy)
Blap, blap, take that, yeah
My slime is my slime
He said, Trip, load the clip, it's time to ride
Chanel on my hip pardon my drip we just slide
Gotta stay slatt, slime life is in his eyes
Look at my set, me and my slatt spend a dime
Business is straight, but I'm a snake In his mind
Too many whips parked outside I can't decide
Hunnids on me in my jeans they got us high
All of the Cs, all of the Bs, they ready to slide
Keep that blick, blick, too many homicides
Got icy wrists, figure skate and glide
Color blind ****, stay up out my sight
Oh, my slime is my slime
Keep that rocket with him, Rondo number nine
Hope you buster **** never cross the line
'Cause he gon' gun you down and then go do the time
My slime is my slatt
He don't ever leave the house without that bat
Finessed a **** out his work and threw the jack
My slime my slime, so you know I got his back
Blap, blap, take that, yeah
