Slimey - Intellectual

[Intro]

Uh, MoneyMarr

What? Bah

Youngest Trapper 2

Uh, uh, uh uh uh

Uh, what? Bah

[Chorus]

Move too swift with the chop, niggas never can find me

Run in his house, kick door 'cause I'm slimy

You can't come on my block 'cause my brothers, they grimy

Bust down, all of my bloodas, they shinin'

Out LA, think I made the connect

Disrespect and I aim at your neck

MoneyMarr, bitch, I ran up a check

You ain't 'bout what you 'bout, nigga, stop claimin' sets

[Verse]

Walk in the mall, drop a bag, and I flex

Try beat the pussy up, try beat the cat

Bitch, it's 2019, got my foot on they neck

Put the work in the trap and I got make it stretch

You wasn't talkin' 'bout bags, niggas really ain't get that

Niggas callin' my phone, hard work, can't miss that

Got Amiri jeans on, yeah, you niggas can't drip that

I'ma step in Balenci, your face, I'ma kick that

Niggas be cap, niggas be hat

Niggas be rap, niggas say they do that

Say he slide with them Glocks, he don't really do that

Rich junkie from the South, bitch, I feel like do that

S-L-A-T-T, slime, that's slatt

Straight drop from the CVS, high off the Tech

If you talkin' that shit, put that iron on your neck

MoneyMarr trap hard, I'ma grind for a check

Big Gun Squad shit, I hop out with the TEC, bah

Draco got the chop, bullets flyin' like a check, grrt, grrt, boom

He got shot then he went to go cry on the 'net, uh, uh

We got too many sticks, nigga, y'all ain't a threat, uh

Fat butt bitch threw it back and she wet

46-28, know I post on the Hat

Yeah, I trap with the gang, I can't trap with a rat

Hid the stick in the whip, I was high, it got wrecked

Put my bitch in Dior, she look fine when she step

In New York just to shop, I ain't lyin', I got racks

Got the stick, I ain't blind, you ain't slime and that's facts