Blake Ragan produced it
Ayy
Leave out the room when I pop out the cut
Sippin’ on lean and it’s all in my gut
Sippin’ on lean, that’s a stain on my cup
Pull on your block and we flamin’ it up (Ch-ch, fwah)
I smoke a lot, don’t smoke on no midget
Just tryna ****, no, I ain’t tryna kick it
Trappin’ too fast, I just gave me a ticket
I’m off the perc and the xan, I just mixed (Mud)
I’m off the lean, so, *****, leave me alone
Macaulay Culkin, I’m trappin’ alone
Pop me a perc when I get in my zone
Your ***** gon’ whip up a brick in her thong (Yeah)
Used to be broke, now I’m breakin’ the bank
Ridin’ on 40s, car look like a tank
That *****, she a freak, and you thought she was saint
That ho let me **** and she say that you can’t (Uh)
I been gettin’ money, I been on my grind
Can’t trust a ***** ‘cause these b*****s be lyin’
I just ****** that ***** and I beat up her spine
I be breakin’ hearts, all these b*****s be cryin’
Your ho wanna ****, she keep givin’ off signs
You ho in the back and she doin’ a line
You say this your ho but the baby been mine
Run off with your ***** and I wasn’t even tryin’ (Yeah)
Slime, slime, slime, slime
Slime, slime, slime, yeah, slatt (Yeah)
Slime, slime, slime, slime
Slime, slime, slime, yeah, slatt (Yeah)
Slime, slime, slime, slime
Slime, slime, slime, yeah, slatt (Ayy, yeah)
Slime, slime, slime, slime
Slime, slime, slime, slatt
Yeah, I ain’t evil
I’m just misunderstood
Slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt
Slatt, slatt, slatt