Duntsane
Lyrics
(Coupe)
Yeah, nigga, what?
Nineteen Glock 17's (slime)
Almost caught my first victim when I was sixteen (for real, nigga?)
Know that I bullied a lot of niggas when I was seventeen (you did?)
Learned how to use that pistol
Caught my first when I was eighteen (fuck you talkin' 'bout?)
Bitch, I was sliding on my birthday, I just had turned sixteen
Them niggas scared of me, bitch, I was popping Glocks at fifteen (bup, bup)
Real opp killer, I drop the biggest opp at seventeen (I dropped 'em)
By eighteen, I was kicking doors (eighteen)
Nineteen, I was wiping noses (nineteen)
See me with the Glock, nigga, I'll slap a nigga, I'm breaking noses (I swear)
Scrap a nigga, rob a nigga, make a nigga get naked in the cold (damn, fuck nigga)
L.A. King give and hit 'em with the heater, I'ma make a nigga fold (baow)
Standing on ten, I don't need no army, know slime armed (BabyDrill)
Pull up on a nigga
Put one in a pussy nigga fucking dome (baow, baow, baow)
Exposed them niggas
Showed the world my opps some fucking hoes (my opps Twitter bitches)
Dub on my head
That ain't nothing, pussy, drop some more (drop some)
Shoot shit up in public
Fuck the camera, them niggas had to go
Yeah, who the fuck paid them to shoot at Slime?
Yeah, they tried to get me but they missed me (yeah, they tried)
Send my shooter, man, my shooter different (hahaha)
Spend more money, pussy, get up with me
That shit just made me mad (go brazy)
The nigga killed the niggas who slipped
They dawg died then they moved out the A
You shouldn't have played with members (BabyDrill)
Yeah, nigga, what?
Nineteen Glock 17's (slime)
Almost caught my first victim when I was sixteen (for real, nigga?)
Know that I bullied a lot of niggas when I was seventeen (you did?)
Learned how to use that pistol
Caught my first when I was eighteen (fuck you talkin' 'bout?)
Bitch, I was sliding on my birthday, I just had turned sixteen
Them niggas scared of me, bitch, I was popping Glocks at fifteen (bup, bup)
Real opp killer, I drop the biggest opp at seventeen (I dropped 'em)
By eighteen, I was kicking doors (eighteen)
Nineteen, I was wiping noses (nineteen)
Fuck you talking 'bout, you know how many niggas I dropped?
Yeah, nigga
After I caught that first one, bitch, I shot so many niggas (yeah)
Got so used to pulling the trigger
Bitch, it ain't nun to kill a nigga
Hit a nigga, spin a nigga with the .50
Have you ever did it nigga?
Stab a nigga, wrap a nigga, smoking homies
These niggas be flexing, nigga (niggas be flexing)
Niggas be flexing (flexing, flexing)
And they ain't talkin' 'bout shit (shit, shit)
Can't beef with broke ass pussy niggas
I'll rather use my weapon (I just can't do it)
I upped the score so much like damn lil' buddy
You still ain't get the message? (Bup, bup, bup, bup)
I hit the opps, inhale 'em
They try to hide, we get the drops to kill 'em
In L.A. smoking opps with Slime, I think that I can hear 'em
Nah dawg, you can't hear 'em, dead men can't talk
This shit here strong
Yeah, nigga you right, pardon myself
Pardon me, pardon me, pardon me
Yeah, nigga, what?
Nineteen Glock 17's (slime)
Almost caught my first victim when I was sixteen (for real, nigga?)
Know that I bullied a lot of niggas when I was seventeen (you did?)
Learned how to use that pistol
Caught my first when I was eighteen (fuck you talkin' 'bout?)
Bitch, I was sliding on my birthday, I just had turned sixteen
Them niggas scared of me, bitch, I was popping Glocks at fifteen (bup, bup)
Real opp killer, I drop the biggest opp at seventeen (I dropped 'em)
By eighteen, I was kicking doors (eighteen)
Nineteen, I was wiping noses (nineteen)
Writer(s): DelQuristo Wilson, Edward Maclin Cooper III, Quantavious T. Thomas
Copyright(s): Lyrics © YOUNG NUDY PUBLISHING LLC
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