Diizii - Slimy Lyrics

Yeah, OC? Bitch, this ain't no county fair (County fair)
Why yo' friends look like dykes with no hair? (No hair)
Muh'fuckers try to block me actin' like I care (Like I care)
But you want me on a tape? I ain't got no time to spare (No time)
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, Ryu, this is crazy
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, Ryu, this is crazy
Turn the autotune off, tuh, stupid ass
You're embarrassing yourself
Youngin', you must be in fuckin' love with me
Way you postin' about me and shit
I ain't thought about you in a fat minute
Now you all in my DM, fuck outta here, bitch
Like, bitch, you're tweakin', you was never on my block list
You all in my DM, you really needa hop off, bitch
OC, why you actin' like you know shit?
Claimin' that I sneak dissed, I never do that ho shit
Droppin' disses? Well, I heard that shit and it was ass
I ain't switchin' up, I used to think yo' shit was gas
Bowl cut ass youngin', yeah, you fuckin' weird
And CL8H a fuckin' joto, yeah, he fuckin' T$AR
Y'all don't even know the lingo, but you gon' stay bitin'
I don't do the fuckin' internet shit, I don't stay hidin'
Fuckin' tweaker, yeah, you speakin' where I'm from
Where are the fuck are you from? You really just a bum
Yeah, Anaheim baby, but, no, we not 'bout no Mickey
And your boyfriend rockin' skinny jeans, he needa get him Dickie's
Nah, you don't know what you talkin' 'bout, you don't know shit 'bout Cali
Now you actin' stupid as fuck and you actin' Like a Daly
Shh (Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, Ryu, this is crazy), fuck the slimy shit
It's perfect timing, bitch
Tuh, charging thirty for a feature
You don't know how this shit works, I think I needa teach ya
That snippet was ass, you needa keep it
Also, keep the tape, trust me, we don't need it
Catch a fade? You can't squabble, yeah, you need a hunnid gats
Bring the 808s back in, I needa fuckin' run it back, hol'on
Postin' 'bout me, like, bitch, I didn't even diss you
Like, okay, 0neT3AR, 0neT3AR, you need a fuckin' tissue?
Yeah, I really used to fuck wit' you, now I see how you are
Let me name y'all two bitches; Caden Hines and Dillan Barnes, fuckin' crackers
Now you all in my DM, bitch, I'ma be a lagger
Huh, y'all sippin' what? You ain't turnt
And your boyfriend look dumb as shit, he got a fuckin' perm
To face reality, y'all youngin's gotta come to terms
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, Ryu, this is crazy
Ayy, listen, don't be on that weird shit again
Tuh, you lookin' for attention, lookin' for beef
'Cause you youngin's wanna say you got beef
I'on' even know you, the fuck?
We ain't even met, you just got 'em Twitter fingers, bitch
Stupid as shit
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, Ryu, this is crazy
Ayy, tell CL8H to give his moms her jeans back
And take off them boxer lookin' ass shorts
Y'all look retarded as shit
Tuh, tweakers

Yeah, OC? Bitch, this ain't no county fair (County fair)
Why yo' friends look like dykes with no hair? (No hair)
Muh'fuckers try to block me actin' like I care (Like I care)
But you want me on a tape? I ain't got no time to spare (No time)
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, Ryu, this is crazy
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, Ryu, this is crazy
Turn the autotune off, tuh, stupid ass
You're embarrassing yourself
Youngin', you must be in fuckin' love with me
Way you postin' about me and shit
I ain't thought about you in a fat minute
Now you all in my DM, fuck outta here, bitch
Like, bitch, you're tweakin', you was never on my block list
You all in my DM, you really needa hop off, bitch
OC, why you actin' like you know shit?
Claimin' that I sneak dissed, I never do that ho shit
Droppin' disses? Well, I heard that shit and it was ass
I ain't switchin' up, I used to think yo' shit was gas
Bowl cut ass youngin', yeah, you fuckin' weird
And CL8H a fuckin' joto, yeah, he fuckin' T$AR
Y'all don't even know the lingo, but you gon' stay bitin'
I don't do the fuckin' internet shit, I don't stay hidin'
Fuckin' tweaker, yeah, you speakin' where I'm from
Where are the fuck are you from? You really just a bum
Yeah, Anaheim baby, but, no, we not 'bout no Mickey
And your boyfriend rockin' skinny jeans, he needa get him Dickie's
Nah, you don't know what you talkin' 'bout, you don't know shit 'bout Cali
Now you actin' stupid as fuck and you actin' Like a Daly
Shh (Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, Ryu, this is crazy), fuck the slimy shit
It's perfect timing, bitch
Tuh, charging thirty for a feature
You don't know how this shit works, I think I needa teach ya
That snippet was ass, you needa keep it
Also, keep the tape, trust me, we don't need it
Catch a fade? You can't squabble, yeah, you need a hunnid gats
Bring the 808s back in, I needa fuckin' run it back, hol'on
Postin' 'bout me, like, bitch, I didn't even diss you
Like, okay, 0neT3AR, 0neT3AR, you need a fuckin' tissue?
Yeah, I really used to fuck wit' you, now I see how you are
Let me name y'all two bitches; Caden Hines and Dillan Barnes, fuckin' crackers
Now you all in my DM, bitch, I'ma be a lagger
Huh, y'all sippin' what? You ain't turnt
And your boyfriend look dumb as shit, he got a fuckin' perm
To face reality, y'all youngin's gotta come to terms
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, Ryu, this is crazy
Ayy, listen, don't be on that weird shit again
Tuh, you lookin' for attention, lookin' for beef
'Cause you youngin's wanna say you got beef
I'on' even know you, the fuck?
We ain't even met, you just got 'em Twitter fingers, bitch
Stupid as shit
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, Ryu, this is crazy
Ayy, tell CL8H to give his moms her jeans back
And take off them boxer lookin' ass shorts
Y'all look retarded as shit
Tuh, tweakers