Slimed In
Nechie, Young Thug
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What's your kind then, yeah, my slimes in All these diamonds, f*ck you thought? Wipe your nose clean, f*ck your whole team We don't spell things, knock 'em off What's your kind then, yeah, my slimes in All these diamonds, f*ck you thought? Wipe your nose clean, f*ck your whole team We don't spell things, knock 'em off F*ck you thought? (f*ck you thought?), we won't walk (we won't walk) Take 'em down, knock 'em off (knock 'em off) Yeah my slimes in, I was born tinted You can see who in it, presidential limit You can see we winnin', f*ck you thought? I put VVS' in my mouth Straight out the South, I got clout I'm with chain gang, don't take no mouth You ain't gang gang gang, take 'em out I got gang for a lane, f*ck you thought? Bitch, I'm slicker than a muh, get it out the soil Insane with them cutters who want war with the boy What's your kind then, yeah, my slimes in All these diamonds, f*ck you thought? Wipe your nose clean, f*ck your whole team We don't spell things, knock 'em off What's your kind then, yeah, my slimes in All these diamonds, f*ck you thought? Wipe your nose clean, f*ck your whole team We don't spell things, knock 'em off I'm in Balmain, it didn't cost a thing I'm not 2 Chainz, I got four to I bust your brain, since we speaking of brain Make your hoe give brain, then get lost I paint her face, you can call me Cozy F*ck a Ric Flair, I got seventy Rollies I rock big checks, Chinchilla minks, when she cozy You ain't gang gang gang gang gang, why you talkin'? I bought twenty cars for every year that I was walkin' Made her get an abortion, she ain't nothing but a thottie and I got Way better bitches 'round I can lock in I'm still bossin' What's your kind then, yeah, my slimes in All these diamonds, f*ck you thought? Wipe your nose clean, f*ck your whole team We don't spell things, knock 'em off What's your kind then, yeah, my slimes in All these diamonds, f*ck you thought? Wipe your nose clean, f*ck your whole team We don't spell things, knock 'em off Nechie slang slang slang, ain't gon' waste no time Boy, you ain't my kind, I eat cheese, you drop dimes Pretty diamonds on my neck, my wrist, my ear Nechie Houdini, I make them disappear (oh yeah) Get you knocked out (nah), cut the top out (off) F*ck twelve, yeah, we smashin' on a cop car I'm out on bail sippin' clean, yeah, that real raw I'm a thug, I don't give no damn about no DA or no judge I get it out the mud (yeah yeah) Step off in your club and throw a dub (yeah yeah) Give 'em hell, I might call Lil Baby for a bail, don't need no scale Southside youngin' on my side on the mill
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Written by: Nechie, Jeffery Lamar Williams, Turbo Turbo
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