Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Main Slime Remix, artist - Pooh Shiesty.
Date of issue: 28.05.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Main Slime Remix |
Brr |
Brr |
I’m tellin' you, Tay Keith, these folks do not be ready for this shit, |
bruh (Brr) |
It’s another one, man (Brr) |
(Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up) |
Brr |
You ain’t never shot at nobody, you never pulled a trigger (You ain’t never did |
that) |
You ain’t never pulled up on your opp, hop out and chase a nigga (Nah, |
you ain’t never did that) |
Miss my Glock so much, I might go get that bitch up out the river (My bitch up |
out that river) |
Miss my Glock 19 so much, I might go get it out the river (Go get my bitch up |
out that river) |
Police tryna make me pull over, you know that shit a wrap (Know it’s over with) |
Get up off your ass, stand by the door, you lazy in the trap (You really ain’t |
sellin' shit) |
I know I’ma make it out, but lately, I been feelin' trapped (But I’ma make it |
out) |
I’ma feel really offended if you ask me am I strapped? |
(Ho, you know I’m |
strapped) |
I can have all the cash in the world, I still’ll slime you out (Still'll slime |
you down) |
I might set up me a lick and let Woo Brazy knock it down (Might let Woo Brazy |
knock it down) |
We drove twelve hours away just to get somethin' and turn around (Just to get |
somethin' and turn around) |
Get in my feelings 'bout my gang, I need the members on the town (Let's go) |
Ayy, this lil' nigga got some pull, he want a meal, but he already full (He |
already ate) |
You get treated like a sheep if you can’t fit in with the wolves (You can’t fit |
in with these apes) |
Glock 23 came from Chicago, didn’t play for the Bulls (Brr) |
I’m in LA, you gon' chill with Kobe if we get into it (But rest in peace to him) |
Niggas muggin', already done shot at them, they know what’s up (Them facts) |
This ho ain’t CG, I just fucked her and let her throw it up (Them facts) |
Hoes and niggas tryna come around, they see I’m goin' up (They see I’m goin' up) |
I mixed the Percocets with a lil' Henn' and now I’m throwin' up (Ugh) |
Slidin' by my lonely with this jersey in my clip (I got this thirty in my clip) |
Niggas seen me pull up to the scene, got nervous and they dipped (Them bitches |
nervous, so they dipped) |
Niggas didn’t used to be gang and some of 'em wishin' they ain’t flipped (Them |
bitches wishin' they ain’t flipped) |
If Lil Haiti say it ain’t up with you, it’s fuck you off the rip (Bitch, |
it’s fuck you) |
Diamond chain ain’t come from Johnny Dang, this hit up in the dark (Hit up in |
the dark) |
Chopper hold a hundred, I just put four dubs like Gaston Park (Pull up on |
Gaston Park) |
When he pull up, we gon' spray his whip, but we ain’t washin' cars ('Cause we |
don’t need no cash) |
All these views on YouTube won’t stop me from layin' up in your yard (I |
still’ll lay up in your grass) |
You ain’t built like this, you knowin' you ain’t built like this (Nope, nope) |
Speakin' on my name gon' get somebody killed like this (This shit really gon' |
get somebody killed, nigga) |
Nah, you ain’t built like this, lil' boy, then you ain’t built like this (You |
knowin' you ain’t built) |
You speakin' on my name, gon' get somebody killed like that (Them boys gon' get |
somebody killed) |
Ayy, I’m the one who turned you niggas shiesty, I created that (Facts) |
Then I switched it up, slimy lil' dude, I know they hated that (Yeah, |
I know they hated that) |
My lil' bitch gon' swing the stick for me, that’s my lil' majorette (That's my |
lil' majorette) |
Pull up on your block with beams at night, it look like laser quick |
Me and Wop sippin' on water, finna pull up on KD (With choppers) |
For them bodies, got a Charger, wanna scrape like SRT |
I sat back and watched Lil Ginfolk get active with that glee (He active) |
Caught a body in my dream, I slammed a man out in my sleep (Slatt, slatt, slatt, |
slatt) |
Caught a body in my dream, I slammed a man out in my sleep (Slatt, slatt, slatt, |
slatt) |
For them bodies, it’s gon' cost, but for my niggas, that shit free (For my |
niggas, that shit free) |
Think we fightin' with our hands until I make you use your feet ('Til you use |
your legs) |
'Til I hop out with this drum and fuck you up like I’m Tay Keith (Hit you in |
your head) |
You ain’t never touched a bale of strong and sat there 'til it’s gone (Never |
done that) |
Ain’t no plus one in the trap, come by yourself or stay at home |
Make sure you aimin' at his neck so when you shoot it, it won’t miss his dome |
(What? Bah) |
Bled the track, I had a deal on four bars 'fore I made a song (Xanny, Xanny) |
Ran up me a check so fast, they thought that I had fifty legs |
Snakes around me, slimy dudes, 'Sace'd down, Medusa head |
Shiesty bust a script, now we got pints of red, no pseudoephed' (Ooh, we eatin') |
Bubblegum (Check), Cereal Milk (Check), exotic drugs, exclusive meds, yeah (Go) |
'Vette do the dash, watch me vanish (Yoom) |
Bitch in the passenger seat with no panties (Woo) |
Servin' and swervin', I told her don’t panic (Hold up) |
Told me slow down, she got warrants outstanding (Gangster) |
FB just sent me a truckload of pounds (Runtz) |
Needle and thread, I’ma sew up the town (Facts) |
If he ain’t gang, better not bring him around (Nope) |
Nickelodeon, I’m slimin' him down (Brrt, brrt, yeah) |
Don’t ask me what I’m reppin', see this logo on my neck |
Think we fightin' with our hands until I make you use your feet ('Til I make |
you use your legs) |
'Til I hop out with this drum and fuck you up like I’m Tay Keith (Hit you in |
your head, brrt) |