[Intro: Slimesito]
On gang (Zero)

[Verse: Slimesito]
N***a, you ain't real, I can see it in your eyes (On gang)
You a small fry (Small fry), n***a I got mob ties (Mob)
Pulled up on yo block n***a, you cannot hide (Nah)
I don't like TEC-9's (Nine), n***a I just like Glock .9's (Nine)
I like compact pistols, I don't like .45's, n***a (Fuck)
And I got a bad bitch, and she acting shy
All these motherfuckin' sticks n***a, I can't let shit slide (Nah)
All these shooters doing drills every day, it's like the Ch'i
Where I come from you can't lack, every day I tote that fire (Gang)
I remember thirteen with that stick, doing drive-bys (Sticks)
N***as touring on machines (Machines), I can't let that shit fly (Nah)
Teachers said I won't gon' be shit, n***a, 'cause I stay high
All these racks up in my pants (Racks), n***a, I'm the bad guy
Everybody talkin' stress, n***a, that's why I got five (five)
N***as talking behind my back, n***a, but it's all lies
In a foreign, double down, yeah I'm toting two .9's
All my n***as in the street, and them n***as pullin' slime
I don't really trust no n***a, 'cause these n***as be droppin' dimes
Hit that n***a with the stick, yeah, I shot him nine times
All my n***as live in crime, n***a, I don't have no time
Slime that n***a for his work (Slime), he ain't see shit like he blind
And I'm sipping on this red (Red), n***a, and that shit ain't wine
In the trap, I got that fire, gotta keep it all times
And all these fucking drugs, I can't pull up all the time (Nah)