YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Slimeto Lyrics

Top, top
Hold on, top, top
Top, top
Top, top (say 10)
Let's do this

Gangster, and you already knowin' that's how I play it
Whip the Glock on top across his head, yeah, I'll spank somethin'
Have them gunners waiting outside where you stay, yeah
Who you think stuntin'?
This me, I'm 23, I'm runnin', clap 'em then give back the money
Top and I'm screaming out, "Flood it"
Rob these niggas, they lettin' me, slime
I want 'em for to text me, why?
Just so that I can lay one down
Out the top and the side of the Chevy, young niggas they spraying 'round
Show no Slatt, talkin' down, where you at? I gun you down

Where you at, gun you down
Already know we don't play like that
Lame-ass shit from across the net gon' get you stretched, yeah, yeah
On the top and I'm pourin' out fetti
Rob these pussy-ass niggas, they lettin' me
Die when you scary-ass niggas come test me
Flag on the stick while you hang out the Chevy
I'm on it, I'm with it, my nigga, let's do it
Got a check the first tour and you know that I blew it
Spend a check, gave it to her, get that money run through it
Brought me up, he got flexed, but I already knew it
Dyin' to get rich and it drive me insane
Accept that pain is just part of the game
Rap ass nigga in the studio playin'
I got the play for to knock out his brain

Gangster, and you already knowin' that's how I play it
Whip the Glock on top across his head, yeah, I'll spank somethin'
Have them gunners waiting outside where you stay, yeah
Who you think stuntin'?
This me, I'm 23, I'm runnin', clap 'em then give back the money
Top and I'm screaming out, "Flood it"
Rob these niggas, they lettin' me, slime
I want 'em for to text me, why?
Just so that I can lay one down
Out the top and the side of the Chevy, young niggas they spraying 'round
Show no Slatt, talkin' down, where you at? gun you down

I gotta get it, I wake up, I'm ready
Stand on they chest and they neck for that fetti
I got a stick for them niggas that's petty
Premium gas and I come to unlead it
Riddles they can't comprehend in my song
I got a lot of blue racks in my home
Banging that flag for my nigga, he gone
Talking 'bout murder, I'm changing the tone
Took half a Perc', wanna fuck me now
Know that I will, just chill, okay
Them niggas cheer when I walk in the place
I pulled up in a Wraith, Slimeto, Slimeto
Stolo, lil' bro done pulled up with a Drac' and hop out in the street
Bet 'em, he talking 'bout cash
That money come, fetti, whenever you bring up YB
Don't get robbed when we meet

Gangster, and you already knowin' that's how I play it
Whip the Glock on top across his head, yeah, I'll spank somethin'
Have them gunners waiting outside where you stay, yeah
Who you think stuntin'?
This me, I'm 23, I'm runnin', clap 'em then give back the money
Top and I'm screaming out, "Flood it"
Rob these niggas, they lettin' me, slime
I want 'em for to text me, why?
Just so that I can lay one down
Out the top and the side of the Chevy, young niggas they spraying 'round
Show no Slatt, talkin' down, where you at? I gun you down