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Slimewick - POINTERZ Lyrics



Slimewick - POINTERZ Lyrics
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Uh, Rich without the plug
Rich without a dub
Got your bitch inside the truck
I can't f*ck with none of you niggas, swear you niggas really scrubs
We send thermobaric missiles at your top, you better duck
I-I drop pointers on my neck and on my wrist, just because
I count these hundreds with your bitch, I got a rack that she gon suck
That lil' hoe said she really love me, told that bitch she out of luck
Lil shawty think I'm tryna wife her but I'm only tryna f*ck
Like what the f*ck these niggas talking about? They can't tell me shit
I put some diamonds on my neck and put some pointers on my wrist
He think he sweet up in the club and now I'm leaving with his bitch
He dumb as f*ck, he think we fighting, boy I hope you clutching stick
I rock Balenciaga shoes, uh, these ain't Jimmy Choos
Purple Brand, not Serenade, lil' boy don't get this shit confused
Was high as f*ck up in the box and spilled some lean up on my shoes
Take his bitch back to the whip and paint her face like it's a muse
P-Paint her face like I'm picasso
Counting cheese, not nachos
She want my meat up in her taco
Bad lil bitch look like Mulatto
Free my slime 'til he unlocked doe
In the trap, I'm with my vatos
Smoking dope from Colorado
Balling like I hit the lotto, yeah
Uh, R-Rich without the plug
Rich without a dub
Got your bitch inside the truck
I can't f*ck with none of you niggas, swear you niggas really scrubs
We send thermobaric missiles at your top, you better duck
I drop pointers on my neck and on my wrist, just because
I count these hundreds with your bitch, I got a rack that she gon suck
That lil' hoe said she really love me, told that bitch she out of luck
Lil shawty think I'm tryna wife her but I'm only tryna f*ck
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Uh, Rich without the plug
Rich without a dub
Got your bitch inside the truck
I can't f*ck with none of you niggas, swear you niggas really scrubs
We send thermobaric missiles at your top, you better duck
I-I drop pointers on my neck and on my wrist, just because
I count these hundreds with your bitch, I got a rack that she gon suck
That lil' hoe said she really love me, told that bitch she out of luck
Lil shawty think I'm tryna wife her but I'm only tryna f*ck
Like what the f*ck these niggas talking about? They can't tell me shit
I put some diamonds on my neck and put some pointers on my wrist
He think he sweet up in the club and now I'm leaving with his bitch
He dumb as f*ck, he think we fighting, boy I hope you clutching stick
I rock Balenciaga shoes, uh, these ain't Jimmy Choos
Purple Brand, not Serenade, lil' boy don't get this shit confused
Was high as f*ck up in the box and spilled some lean up on my shoes
Take his bitch back to the whip and paint her face like it's a muse
P-Paint her face like I'm picasso
Counting cheese, not nachos
She want my meat up in her taco
Bad lil bitch look like Mulatto
Free my slime 'til he unlocked doe
In the trap, I'm with my vatos
Smoking dope from Colorado
Balling like I hit the lotto, yeah
Uh, R-Rich without the plug
Rich without a dub
Got your bitch inside the truck
I can't f*ck with none of you niggas, swear you niggas really scrubs
We send thermobaric missiles at your top, you better duck
I drop pointers on my neck and on my wrist, just because
I count these hundreds with your bitch, I got a rack that she gon suck
That lil' hoe said she really love me, told that bitch she out of luck
Lil shawty think I'm tryna wife her but I'm only tryna f*ck
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Writer: Amari Cason
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Language: English
Length: 1:52
Written by: Amari Cason

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