[BSlime]
(Hahaha, it's Razy)
Yeah, aye, yeah
(Babyg is here, let's go!)
Woo
[BSlime & Young Thug]
I just been whipping that Benz, that's that bullet fucker
I just fucked her, fucked her friend, that was undercover
I just told you once again, I'm that motherfucker
This Celine, not Cartier lens, with a Gucci sweater
Shit, whip in and whip out the pot, I'm tryna whip it better
He a pussy, pee out, crack 'em like he kettle
I just made 'em flee out, sing like Almareda (Yeah)
Diamonds dancing, and they dangling with all bezels (Whoo)
[Young Thug]
All this fucking ice I'm rocking, need some kind of sweater
I just pulled a coat out the garage and it was Margiela
Lil' bit' bitch, go ask your daddy, I'm the trendsetter
I just told the bank don't look inside none of my kid's treasures
Oxycotin make a nigga barely walk
Hundred fifty for my mouth and I can barely talk (Woo)
Thank you, I just took a picture in the backyard (Woo)
Thank you, I just fucked your sister in the same car (Let's go)
Shit, whippin' and whip out the can, I'm kickin' my shit, Lui Kang
I told 'em if you want you a chain you gotta go bah, gotta go bah
She told me, "Daddy, finger my pussy when you wear your rings" (Woo)
I like how it sound when it clang, you pulling it out, it's a whole lotta stains
[BSlime & Young Thug]
I just been whipping that Benz, that's that bullet fucker
I just fucked her, fucked her friend, that was undercover
I just told you once again, I'm that motherfucker
This Celine, not Cartier lens, with a Gucci sweater
Shit, whip in and whip out the pot, I'm tryna whip it better
He a pussy, pee out, crack 'em like he kettle
I just made 'em flee out, sing like Almareda (Yeah)
Diamonds dancing, and they dangling with all bezels (Whoo)
[BSlime]
Cartier all on me, bitch, I fucked her on a perc
Got your hoe like I was cappin' and I asked ‘em “What's it worth?”
Rock real diamonds, ain't no cappin, and we finna start a purge
Put ‘em up and knock ‘em down, we put they ass right in the dirt
Drippin' in that AMG 63 Benz
I cut ties with all them losers, told ‘em “I don't need friends”
Safe to say I'm havin' money, why these niggas hatin'?
Ratin', play pen, knock ‘em down, they lay in, yea
Shit, I was just whippin' a Lamb', I came straight outta the trenches (On god)
Had the ambition to get it but I had to whip it right out of the skillet (Woo)
All I know is to go get it, I came out the trenches, I'm one of the realest
I got pulled over by 12, he wiggin', he had let up on a ticket (Pussy)
[BSlime & Young Thug]
I just been whipping that Benz, that's that bullet fucker
I just fucked her, fucked her friend, that was undercover
I just told you once again, I'm that motherfucker
This Celine, not Cartier lens, with a Gucci sweater
Shit, whip in and whip out the pot, I'm tryna whip it better
He a pussy, pee out, crack 'em like he kettle
I just made 'em flee out, sing like Almareda (Yeah)
Diamonds dancing, and they dangling with all bezels (Whoo)
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