ALL SNOT NO SLIME
Chase Matthew Price
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Couple hundred bands, man that shit is the target Pull that thing back and let it fly Stunting in my Vans and sipping on that lethargic Your bitch glancing when I ride by Couple hundred bands, man that shit is the target Pull that thing back and let it fly Stunting in my Vans and sipping on that lethargic I'm with this shit 'til I die I'm the centerpiece, headlining, I'm focal Hopped in the whip, hit the streets like a local Opal on my fist whipping up and down the coastal Cashing all these checks, getting paid for my vocal Yeah, you ain't know how it is Can't vibe with the tribe 'cause you can't roll with this shit Why you hanging 'round when we been over this shit? F*ck around again, might hit you with the business Aye, it's like it's all work no play Catch me dipping out 'cause I don't roll that way Aye, f*ck whatever you got to say When the culture be molding all your words like clay Man, you ain't even worth my time I spat a hundred verses while you wrote one line You snifflin' and slobberin', man whinin' and cryin' Crybaby-ass boy, all snot no slime Couple hundred bands, man that shit is the target Pull that thing back and let it fly Stunting in my Vans and sipping on that lethargic Your bitch glancing when I ride by Couple hundred bands, man that shit is the target Pull that thing back and let it fly Stunting in my Vans and sipping on that lethargic I'm with this shit 'til I die I don't understand you motherfuckers always trying to start shit I don't understand you motherfuckers on that "where your car?" shit It's like everybody loyal 'til it's envy when you're coming up Talk your little shit, little man, I don't give a f*ck For all the real ones, go ahead and put a cup up Fake-ass boys out the house, man, tough stuff Snake-ass boys out the door with the rest 'Cause I ain't got the fuckin' time, bitch, Plex up next Yeah, I said it Thought I was waiting on you? That shit is pathetic Thought I was hung up on you? You can fuckin' forget it Thought me a gentleman? Nah, I just hit it and quit it I'm runnin' circles 'round you, pussyboy Hopped on the track and I lapped you in my Stussy, boy You act like you were number one, boy you came in limpin' 'Cause life is a bitch, and y'all bitches been simpin' Couple hundred bands, man that shit is the target Pull that thing back and let it fly Stunting in my Vans and sipping on that lethargic Your bitch glancing when I ride by Couple hundred bands, man that shit is the target Pull that thing back and let it fly Stunting in my Vans and sipping on that lethargic I'm with this shit 'til I die
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