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letra de super slime - prod yayo

[intro]
say the word and they bomb
bah, bah
([?]) [?]
and i got that yayo

[chorus]
i put my k!llers on my payroll
still got millions on my mind, i buy my lil’ n-ggas them dracos
i say the word, they bomb
uh, n-gga, and i got that yayo
shh, got hit, and could feel his spine
won’t drop no diss, drop no dime
just wipe his nose ’cause i’m a slime

[verse 1]
n-gga, ain’t my kind, he ain’t commit no crime
b-tch, double back like one more time
n-gga hoppin’ on live, tellin’ these lies
bro got dropped and that n-gga ain’t slide
b-tch, we get the drop and be right on time
uh, [?] up his whip, bet he won’t survive
know i keep a stick like i’m legally blind
we the reason them n-ggas inside
n-gga, playin’ with me, that’s like playin’ with fire
if you playin’ with me then he playin’ with fire
he playin’ with fire then he playin’ with me
when it’s beef, we the one to put sh-t to the side
uh, i send a blitz, we put sh-t to the sky
the sh-t on me hittin’, these not the sis
bruh, bring me a [?], he get a suprise
they cap on ig soon as a n-gga die
bet they run to ig soon as a n-gga lay
we be on the street the day a n-gga play
she eat up the meat, i finish on her face
n-gga got caught in the v, should’ve had a lace
we leave sh-t on the single, we don’t leave a trace
i keep pourin’ up lean, i might dump me an eight
tell that ho send the low, i’ma send her to pay
n-gga reach for this sh-t, bet i dump out the gate
[chorus]
i put my k!llers on my payroll
still got millions on my mind, i buy my lil’ n-ggas them dracos
i say the word, they bomb
young n-gga, and i got that yayo
shh, got hit, and could feel his spine
won’t drop no diss, drop no dime
just wipe his nose ’cause i’m a slime

[verse 2]
just wipe his nose ’cause i’m so slime
he only bold when he online
i pop my sh-t when i’m offline
we pop his top, he don’t use his mind
i pour a drop, don’t sip no [?]
we put sh-t down, i can’t put up my [?]
i get sh-t touched like i say in my rhymes
drop the chalk, i ain’t talkin’ design
when that pressure hit (pressure hit)
we make n-ggas throw the towel in
she jump on that d-ck, and ride just like a stallion
uh-huh, i put that sh-t right on and i don’t no need no stylist, mm-mm
i drop a check on yo’ dome, know folks promote the violence
b-tch, i’m the one got all the young n-ggas cuttin’ up, wildin’
i got money pilin’, f-ck n-gga, reach for my chain, be blood on my diamond
she do what i’ll say, ho thought i was simon
he go get your hat, now i just might sign
this bro got wack rap, n-gga, we ain’t hidin’, b-tch
i get to that sack just like a llama
i get sh-t stretched
you play cut on the ‘net, bet (bet)
i ain’t on [?], i’m tryna find where n-ggas be at
you n-ggas be rookies, i’m really a vet
f-ck n-gga never burnt no flesh
we get that low, come make amends
we tapped his bro, i want the rest (f-ck)
[chorus]
i put my k!llers on my payroll
still got millions on my mind, i buy my lil’ n-ggas them dracos
i say the word, they bomb
uh, n-gga, and i got that yayo
shh, got hit, and could feel his spine
won’t drop no diss, drop no dime
just wipe his nose ’cause i’m a slime (glrat)

[outro]
[?] feel his spine
feel this sh-t at all
huh?
i ain’t feelin’ y’all
sh-t gettin’ wet, i get that call
my lil’ n-gga k!ll your ass, boy, [?] stand in the mall
[?]

- prod yayo

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