Yooo
031 shit
Brew York Productions
I'm goin' in, i keep the juice with no gin, shinin' hard wit' my twins
Ready for war, unless them "people" involved, then we gone in the wind
We could be blood related, if you turn into a rat, nigga we still ain't no kin
Lord forgive me for my sins, But i ain't did shit that I wouldn't do again
I don't gotta fake it, But they gone hate when i make it, throwin' salt i gotta shake em
Ballin' up Grim, it get you hit with the lazer, if he want smoke I'ma blaze em
He talkin' Beef, But i'm only eatin' steaks, only right i gotta raise 'em
Mad 'bout a bitch, all she wanted was some paper, i drew her in then erased her
Never been racist, brown and white is what I'm drinkin', Bali kush is what I'm Blazin'
Instead of hatin', Boy you should be takin' notes, this is greatness in the making
Facing new cases But no it don't phase me,
If it din' Break me then it made me
Give it up or ima take it
You can't get no money bein' lazy
I put some time in the grind, i made a way, i had to earn every dime
I can't afford to lose, watch how i move, i know these niggas be slime
Who zooted forreal? I put shit to rest, you put shit to the side
Who shootin' forreal? You put one in the air, i put one in yo' mind
I feel like the man now, 'cause i got them bands now, and they not elastic
I'm steady stackin', i been graduated, I don't do no cappin'
Niggas dramatic, But i understand why, they girl a fanatic
Niggas be yellin' slime, But really that's Bad Blood like it was Magic's
I'm in my Bag now, so i need a Bag now, paper and plastic
I got dem racks in, i Been graduated, I don't do no cappin'
Niggas dramatic, But i understand why, they girl a fanatic
Niggas be yellin' slime, But really that's Bad Blood like it was Magic's
Sxrilla 1k - Slime (Bad Blood) Lyrics
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Yooo
031 shit
Brew York Productions
I'm goin' in, i keep the juice with no gin, shinin' hard wit' my twins
Ready for war, unless them "people" involved, then we gone in the wind
We could be blood related, if you turn into a rat, nigga we still ain't no kin
Lord forgive me for my sins, But i ain't did shit that I wouldn't do again
I don't gotta fake it, But they gone hate when i make it, throwin' salt i gotta shake em
Ballin' up Grim, it get you hit with the lazer, if he want smoke I'ma blaze em
He talkin' Beef, But i'm only eatin' steaks, only right i gotta raise 'em
Mad 'bout a bitch, all she wanted was some paper, i drew her in then erased her
Never been racist, brown and white is what I'm drinkin', Bali kush is what I'm Blazin'
Instead of hatin', Boy you should be takin' notes, this is greatness in the making
Facing new cases But no it don't phase me,
If it din' Break me then it made me
Give it up or ima take it
You can't get no money bein' lazy
I put some time in the grind, i made a way, i had to earn every dime
I can't afford to lose, watch how i move, i know these niggas be slime
Who zooted forreal? I put shit to rest, you put shit to the side
Who shootin' forreal? You put one in the air, i put one in yo' mind
I feel like the man now, 'cause i got them bands now, and they not elastic
I'm steady stackin', i been graduated, I don't do no cappin'
Niggas dramatic, But i understand why, they girl a fanatic
Niggas be yellin' slime, But really that's Bad Blood like it was Magic's
I'm in my Bag now, so i need a Bag now, paper and plastic
I got dem racks in, i Been graduated, I don't do no cappin'
Niggas dramatic, But i understand why, they girl a fanatic
Niggas be yellin' slime, But really that's Bad Blood like it was Magic's
031 shit
Brew York Productions
I'm goin' in, i keep the juice with no gin, shinin' hard wit' my twins
Ready for war, unless them "people" involved, then we gone in the wind
We could be blood related, if you turn into a rat, nigga we still ain't no kin
Lord forgive me for my sins, But i ain't did shit that I wouldn't do again
I don't gotta fake it, But they gone hate when i make it, throwin' salt i gotta shake em
Ballin' up Grim, it get you hit with the lazer, if he want smoke I'ma blaze em
He talkin' Beef, But i'm only eatin' steaks, only right i gotta raise 'em
Mad 'bout a bitch, all she wanted was some paper, i drew her in then erased her
Never been racist, brown and white is what I'm drinkin', Bali kush is what I'm Blazin'
Instead of hatin', Boy you should be takin' notes, this is greatness in the making
Facing new cases But no it don't phase me,
If it din' Break me then it made me
Give it up or ima take it
You can't get no money bein' lazy
I put some time in the grind, i made a way, i had to earn every dime
I can't afford to lose, watch how i move, i know these niggas be slime
Who zooted forreal? I put shit to rest, you put shit to the side
Who shootin' forreal? You put one in the air, i put one in yo' mind
I feel like the man now, 'cause i got them bands now, and they not elastic
I'm steady stackin', i been graduated, I don't do no cappin'
Niggas dramatic, But i understand why, they girl a fanatic
Niggas be yellin' slime, But really that's Bad Blood like it was Magic's
I'm in my Bag now, so i need a Bag now, paper and plastic
I got dem racks in, i Been graduated, I don't do no cappin'
Niggas dramatic, But i understand why, they girl a fanatic
Niggas be yellin' slime, But really that's Bad Blood like it was Magic's
Writer: Andre Warren
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