Slimed

[Verse]
I hopped off the jet, and land on my projects
Who do I want to go slimed I got too many options
I fucked so many bitches, it filled up my block list
Pokemon cards, there no racks in my pockets
Y'all sum still lil kids, y'all small ballin'
Yeah, my shit real big, yeah they big talking
Still on the bleachers on some cheering shit, and they say I'm heartless
Always ready to slime shit, and shmoney still callin'
I don't trust nobody only my artist
Tryin' to sneak diss, bitch I heard yah talking
Stay out my way, this ho' tryna play
I know what their game, tryna to get in my pockets (woo)
Tryna go step in Huaraches
N***a playin' games, he thinks that he funny
We skipped to the outro, don't say that you love me
DGR said it, I see it, I donе it
Fresh like the first day of school on thе weekend
N***as get mad cause I can stayed geeking
I got myself some lil money to fix up my teeth
Give no fuck about a Porshe, I need stars on the seats
I want you to tell me if anything wrong
You stuck in my skin, you all in my palm
You need a lil money, you know who to call
You a diamond you dancing, you look like a star (woo)
Gotta be cautious, can't pay the support
They screaming out slime, and we show no remorse
Yeah, love like the trenches, it always in war
Bitch call me a mechanic, cause I keep a tool (woo)
Only me and your fool
I got some sloppy sloppy in a Porshe
Yeah, i got my momma, Micheal Kors
I gotta drip a bitch in Dior
Have to be cautious, these n***as are sneaky, something smells fishy
Four pockets full, but Baby ain't with me
Teeth shinin' you tell that we winnin'
Street poet n***a I see shit so vivid
[Outro]
Tay slime with 'em
Quatro dangerous with da blick