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letra de slime mentality - youngboy never broke again

[intro]
i need to talk to mike lowrey
h-llo?
this is mike lowrey
i’m runnin’ and i’m runnin’ yeah (dubba-aa flex)
uh, my mama slime, my sister slime, my brother slime
my daddy slime, yeah he slime (louie bandz made another one)
aye how you wanna do it?
how you wanna do it n-gg-? (i’m in here)
ayy 4k trey, free d-dawg
i’m on that same sh-t, ain’t n-body safe (this is the sound)
lets go!

[verse 1]
boom bow, p-ssy b-tch don’t try to run now
f-ck n-gg- ain’t have his head on
i’ma make sure that these n-gg-s hear me through the headphones
i’ve been cooling but these p-ssy b-tches, just won’t leave me ‘lone
crack you in ya’ sh-t just to see what’s on yo’ mind
i’m youngboy, yb kayla with me, yeah she slime
police on my -ss gotta watch the way i’m slidin’
he acting hype, i slime him down to ease his mind
yeah, i pull up acting in a 4-door
you would think my n-gg-s with me in this b-tch, but boy i’m solo
and meechie in the south but still would come and kick yo’ front door
broke geekin’ out that south but wilding out, b-tch if you don’t know
i’m telling you n-gg-s, i drop a bag just to finish you n-gg-s
he think it’s done, but that’s his -ss, i’m gon’ get rid of you n-gg-s
at a show or anything b-tch we gon hit at you n-gg-s
i want them all thats on my dawg, b-tch we gon’ get at you n-gg-s
peep your block and try to catch a n-gg- outside
i’m thuggin’ for real, i tell ya’ b-tch i cross the low line, i’m bout mine, lets slang iron
three run down with that glock 9, m-th-f-ck if they clutchin’
they all in trouble i’ma buss mine

[chorus]
hold on, grew up in the fire, huh
he came out of slime, huh
he don’t wanna talk cause you gon’ die, yeah (cause you gon’ die)
m-th-f-cka who come behind, huh
cause b-tch we slinging iron, huh
take his -ss up top like high five, yeah
don’t give a f-ck about who you call, or who come out of town
the city know we step on sh-t, i’m slime
don’t give a f-ck bout who they round
cause we gon get them all
we ain’t the ones to rep on b-tch
check out my murder man dance, look

[verse 2]
pull on side him, dump a hunnid in a car (boom bow)
catch you slippin’, then you ain’t gon’ see tomorrow (uh-uh)
this for dump behind, him we dyin’ hard
i go by top, get out yo’ top, i draw the sword
everybody in here slimming with a n-gg-
there ain’t no sh-t, they don’t want no problem with a n-gg-
these hoes ain’t sh-t, i put a remy on a pillow
mention an opp, i tell her stop until it build up (b-tch, dumb)
bro just wrote me in a message and i read it, what it said?
jose up you about your ex and then he dead
i’m banging green but i get mad and leave out red
i been that n-gg-, you gon get that through your head
b-tch, yeah

[chorus]
grew up in the fire, huh
he came out of slime, huh
he don’t wanna talk cause you gon’ die, yeah (cause you gon’ die)
m-th-f-cka who come behind, huh
cause b-tch we slinging iron, huh
take his -ss up top like high five, yeah
don’t give a f-ck about who you call, or who come out of town
the city know we step on sh-t, i’m slime
don’t give a f-ck bout who they round
cause we gon get them all
we ain’t the ones to rep on b-tch
check out my murder man dance, look

[outro]
grew up in the fire, huh
he came out of slime, huh
he don’t wanna talk cause you gon’ die, yeah (you gon’ die)
don’t give a f-ck ’bout who come behind, huh
cause b-tch we slinging iron, huh
take his -ss up top like high five, yeah
don’t give a f-ck about who you call, or who come out of town
the city know we step on sh-t
and i don’t care who they round
cause we gon get them all
we ain’t the ones to rep on b-tch

- youngboy never broke again

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