Ooh-wee, uh
Zone 6 shit
EA shit
Real hitter shit
Don’t play shit
We just straight shit
And take shit (COUPE)
Bitch, I’m super slime, for real
I be robbin’ shit, for real
Bitch, I really was havin’ money way before I signed a deal
Bitch-ass niggas ain’t seen no M
Bitch-ass niggas know what it is
Bitch, I’m real King Slimeball, I’m king of the hill
Deadly, ready for the war, I really smoke somethin’ in the field
Really leave a pussy nigga cold, shiver, why he kill, damn
This just what it is and that’s just what it was
Now I’m havin’ too much money, bitch (nah, for real)
Smoke the best of the best of the best of the bestest
Bitch, I been flexin’ and flexin’ and flexin’
I see all my opposites, they stressin’ and stressin’
Niggas see the Slimeball, no stressin’, no stressin’
Broke niggas ain’t wanna test me, come test me
Show a pussy nigga meat the stretcher, the stretcher
East Atlanta Zone 6, the flexer, forever
Bitch you already know, got cash, better catch up
Niggas stuck on mustard, broke-ass niggas ain’t got no hustle
Niggas scared to use his muscle, bitch, I make shit double
Double all my money, bitch, I gotta get all mine
I be rappin’, I be trappin’, and I go super slime
Bitch, I’m super slime, for real
I be robbin’ shit, for real
Bitch, I really was havin’ money way before I signed a deal
Bitch-ass niggas ain’t seen no M
Bitch-ass niggas know what it is
Bitch, I’m real King Slimeball, I’m king of the hill
Deadly, ready for the war, I really smoke somethin’ in the field
Really leave a pussy nigga cold, shiver, why he kill, damn
This just what it is and that’s just what it was
Now I’m havin’ too much money, bitch (nah, for real)
And I double up all my opps and I blow up the block
And I don’t worry ’bout pussy niggas, still fuck the cops
I still trap all day, still sell the re-rock
Pussy nigga don’t know what he doin’, I sell ’em for glass
Yeah, nigga, I already know you thought it was glass
Thought you had cash
I remixed and tricked his ass (damn)
I done gave so many niggas rabbit food for bags
I done gave so many niggas counterfeit for cash
Bitch, I’m slimier than a bitch, better ask about me
They ain’t tell you ’bout the gunplay, I’m really ’bout it
I caught bodies, caught bodies, had to double up
Had to tell them niggas that Big Slimeball don’t give a fuck
Say it’s war with me, show me somethin’, is your muscles up? (Is your muscles up?)
Get your muscles up? (Ain’t do no push-ups, nigga)
Yeah (yeah)
Is your muscles up, nigga? (Ain’t do no push-ups, nigga)
I’m pushin’ up
I’ma put your ass where you need to be, nigga
For real
Bitch, I’m super slime, for real
I be robbin’ shit, for real
Bitch, I really was havin’ money way before I signed a deal
Bitch-ass niggas ain’t seen no M
Bitch-ass niggas know what it is
Bitch, I’m real King Slimeball, I’m king of the hill
Deadly, ready for the war, I really smoke somethin’ in the field
Really leave a pussy nigga cold, shiver, why he kill, damn
This just what it is and that’s just what it was
Now I’m havin’ too much money, bitch (nah, for real)
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