Slime Mobb - 24Heavy, Marlo, Lil Keed

Slime Mobb - 24Heavy, Marlo, Lil Keed

Год
2020
Язык
`Engelska`
Длительность
162510

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Slime Mobb

24Heavy, Marlo, Lil Keed

They want smoke we let them sticks breathe

Damn I kinda think they miss breathing

Throw out that rod like I’m fishing

Another level I’m on a big league

Play once a month like a bitch bleed

Fish fry like ya ya ya

Bullets still flying like ya ya ya

Niggas Still dying like ya ya ya

Mamas she gon' cryin yaaa yaaa yaa

Pay me what you owe me or you dead

Take that same money you owe, put it on your head

I ain’t trying to kick it ain’t got no legs yaaa ya

Heard them niggas talking they the feds yaa ya

Clientele… fuck that shit nigga we buy and sell

Feet kicked up like a recliner chair

I bought that work don’t need no scale nigga

Bust down the bails vacuum seal nigga

They want smoke we let them sticks breathe

Damn I kinda think they miss breathing

Throw out that rod like I’m fishing

Another level I’m on a big league

Play once a month like a bitch bleed

Fish fry like ya ya ya

Bullets still flying like ya ya ya

Niggas Still dying like ya ya ya

Mamas she gon' cryin yaaa yaaa yaa

24 stick whenever we sliding bih we really mobbing

Fucked that nigga bitch for the first time that hoe done called me papi

Young nigga stay in off white with chalk better approach with caution

Name ring big bells in the city I walk it like I talk it

(Yeh yeah yeh) take a nigga shit yeah that’s past tense

Buy my bitches in Sadina yeah I love that fast bitch

Living by the code still with my woes

Kicking it dope with every bih at the green store

Living by the code just me and my woes

Me and and 2−4 me and Marlo

Yeah I’m in a nascar

Yeah I’m in a fast car

And I’m feeling cold hearted told that hoe to bag up

Got my check up me and GotIt we living better

Don’t come around with your main hoe, no we not gon' spare her

Glock 40 ten millimeter oooooooooo ooooooo

They want smoke we let them sticks breathe

Damn I kinda think they miss breathing

Throw out that rod like I’m fishing

Another level I’m on a big league

Play once a month like a bitch bleed

Fish fry like ya ya ya

Bullets still flying like ya ya ya

Still dying like ya ya ya

Mamas she gon' cryin yaaa yaaa yaa

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