Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Slime Mobb, artist - 24HeavyDate of issue: 17.09.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Slime Mobb |
| They want smoke we let them sticks breathe |
| Damn I kinda think they miss breathing |
| Throw out that rod like I’m fishing |
| Another level I’m on a big league |
| Play once a month like a bitch bleed |
| Fish fry like ya ya ya |
| Bullets still flying like ya ya ya |
| Niggas Still dying like ya ya ya |
| Mamas she gon' cryin yaaa yaaa yaa |
| Pay me what you owe me or you dead |
| Take that same money you owe, put it on your head |
| I ain’t trying to kick it ain’t got no legs yaaa ya |
| Heard them niggas talking they the feds yaa ya |
| Clientele… fuck that shit nigga we buy and sell |
| Feet kicked up like a recliner chair |
| I bought that work don’t need no scale nigga |
| Bust down the bails vacuum seal nigga |
| They want smoke we let them sticks breathe |
| Damn I kinda think they miss breathing |
| Throw out that rod like I’m fishing |
| Another level I’m on a big league |
| Play once a month like a bitch bleed |
| Fish fry like ya ya ya |
| Bullets still flying like ya ya ya |
| Niggas Still dying like ya ya ya |
| Mamas she gon' cryin yaaa yaaa yaa |
| 24 stick whenever we sliding bih we really mobbing |
| Fucked that nigga bitch for the first time that hoe done called me papi |
| Young nigga stay in off white with chalk better approach with caution |
| Name ring big bells in the city I walk it like I talk it |
| (Yeh yeah yeh) take a nigga shit yeah that’s past tense |
| Buy my bitches in Sadina yeah I love that fast bitch |
| Living by the code still with my woes |
| Kicking it dope with every bih at the green store |
| Living by the code just me and my woes |
| Me and and 2−4 me and Marlo |
| Yeah I’m in a nascar |
| Yeah I’m in a fast car |
| And I’m feeling cold hearted told that hoe to bag up |
| Got my check up me and GotIt we living better |
| Don’t come around with your main hoe, no we not gon' spare her |
| Glock 40 ten millimeter oooooooooo ooooooo |
| They want smoke we let them sticks breathe |
| Damn I kinda think they miss breathing |
| Throw out that rod like I’m fishing |
| Another level I’m on a big league |
| Play once a month like a bitch bleed |
| Fish fry like ya ya ya |
| Bullets still flying like ya ya ya |
| Still dying like ya ya ya |
| Mamas she gon' cryin yaaa yaaa yaa |