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I remember somebody once told me "I ain't shit without my home boys" Funny thing is, they was right My slime is my slime (Slime, slime) Keep that rocket with him Rando number nine (Nine, nine) Hope you buster niggas never cross the line (Don't cross the line) 'Cause he gon' gun you down And then go do the time (Bow, bow, bow) My slime is my slatt He don't never leave the house without that bat Finessed a nigga out his work and threw the jack My slime, my slime, so you know I got his back (I got his back) Blap, blap, take that, yeah Two coupes (See this coupe) No roof (No roof) Ace and Mitch, on my gettin' money shit If you seen me back to back You know who I'm rollin' with He got 30, I got 30 Rollin' 60 like a Crip That's my word, I got sauce so You know I like the drip Hate when niggas hatin' on me So you know we keep the stick SongtexteCall the plug for some bricks We went half up on that lick He ain't worried 'bout these hoes We ain't beefed over no bitch That's my slime, that's my nigga Who gon' watch over my kids? Beat my daughter's boyfriend up? Raise my son like it was his? That's my nigga, he the realest We at Gucci, bustin' swipes If he bustin', then I'm bustin' Bitch, I know it's slime for life My slime is my slime (Slime, slime) Keep that rocket with him Rando number nine (Nine, nine) Hope you buster niggas never cross the line (Don't cross the line) 'Cause he gon' gun you down And then go do the time (Bow, bow, bow) My slime is my slatt He don't never leave the house without that bat Finessed a nigga out his work and threw the jack My slime, my slime, so you know I got his back (I got his back) Blap, blap, take that, yeah My slime is my slime He said, "Trip, load the clip, it's time to ride" Chanel on my hip, pardon my drip; we just slide Momma say snake, slime life is in his eyes Look at my set, me and my slatt spend a dime Business is straight, but I'm a snake in his mind Too many whips parked outside; I can't decide Hunnids on me in my jeans, they got us high All of the Cs, all of them Bs, they ready to slide Keep that blick, blick, too many homicides Got icy wrists, figure skate and glide Color blind niggas, stay up out my sight My slime is my slime (Slime, slime) Keep that rocket with him Rando number nine (Nine, nine) Hope you buster niggas never cross the line (Don't cross the line) 'Cause he gon' gun you down And then go do the time (Bow, bow, bow) My slime is my slatt He don't never leave the house without that bat Finessed a nigga out his work and threw the jack My slime, my slime, so you know I got his back (I got his back) Blap, blap, take that, yeah Aus Songtexte Mania