FULLY LOADED - Intellectual

[Verse 1: Mokko]

Who's Slime? Bitch, 'bout me crash ot on the first verse

Takin' over empires with my birds, like our niggas Turks

Ace my Spades, we playin' the right cards, I'm a Joker

Harly Quinn, masochistic bitch tryna make choke her

Paid hood bitches manyun, 'ro took her home, ho' drop that lo' first

Fuck it, drove to 'em, take a right in this rover

Seen us outside, shot like eighty-six times, how you miss us?

Put 'em on a shirt, hood ain't greavin', not even a poster

Ain't gettin' on IG live and start tweetin' 'bout some threats, nigga

See the dirt right in your future, follow the blind, you gon' crash next, nigga

How Slime ain't die? so many bullets was near my head, nigga

You missed, haha, you the one who end up dead, nigga

The block is hot, they thought we were chill, we're out our element

How you lead that dope boy back in here, he on that federal shit

Fuck that shit, say his lo' right now, bitch, there is evidence

You might be the one seein' your maker next, keep actin' hesitant

I'm non-relgious, I'm still sendin' niggas to God's

Backdoor queen, I heard the opp nigga a bottom, let get spin his top

Lookin' at me, they say' Sway a devil, make their mouth drop

Killers love me, their mouth waters, drum soundin' like a beatbox

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Slime)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Slimebawl)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Slime wit' em)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Tay slime with 'em)

Fuck you mean 'bout passes? Backdoor not the backstage, we get on niggas asses

Pookie 'caught 'em braggin', burn through the whole kit now we puttin' out ashes

Just ask Lil Rae, dissin' us ain't safe, that shit really come with casket

Now ask Li Jake, pull up to his place, shot his face right in the mattress

I keep some nails, weave, and lashes, for the backdoor queens

Put like thirty tickets on their head, they can't wait to redeem

The opps thought Tay was an actor, but he always came with heat

Shootin' at the feinds, when we done we have to burn the scene

Headshots go viral still, walk 'em down, stay on the wheel

Pick em' up after the kill, if your hand shakin', then pop the pill

Bro'nem done a drill on live, baby, North Phoenix like Iraq, baby

I hired a Chiraq baby, if he lives, traum' his psyche maybe

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Slime)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Slimebawl)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Slime wit' em)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Tay slime with 'em)