Lyrics $lime - Vincente Void, Crimewave, Hash Gordon

$lime

Lost a lot of baggage
The aftermath was damaged
Tossed it to the rats
And got em clamoring for scraps of it
Old friends all stand-up
While I sit back and laugh at em
Back stabbed and bloody
But these bands came with bandages
All y’all 똑같애
Breathing lead when I gun ‘em with the tek
Leaking red when I cut em on the neck
Leave a mess on their rug, 미안해
죽을래?
Watch your head
Bitch, you’re deadweight
Tummy getting tucked up
Save your soul
Make you holy like putt-putt
Busting y’all with Duck Hunt butt plugs
Boy, you got us fucked up
Pull up with my slug guts
Bitch, it’s my motherfucking
Slime
Okay, we back up on our shit
Okay, please get up off my dick
All these incels make me sick
You think you on, bitch
You ain’t slick
You ain’t thinking for yourself
You’re just a yes-man for your clique
It’s still fuck your crew and what you do
And fuck your politics
Rappers they be acting like groupies
Bitch, you a dog, you Goofy
Let 'em really think it’s all good in the hood
Then lay 'em down quick with a two-piece
Perpetuating fraud, that’s the only way they live they life
That ain’t what I’m on, fuck the game, bitch
I’m chilling with my
Slime
All of you niggas is sad
You got no juice cause you lack
I do not fuck with you niggas
I know when I smell one, you pussies is rats
Niggas is snakes
Watch how they slither in grass
I’ll catch 'em slipping down bad
Cutting necks off they ass
You a slave for the fame
You gon' die within time
Stay in your lane
I’m riding with my slime
Slime, slime, slime
Kick you in the face like a 619
Lie, cheat, steal, I finesse all the time
Crack a hoe open just for taking my shine
Tombstone cold
Bitch, I’m old
You can’t fuck with me
If you ever try
You gon' meet your maker
Ain’t no passin' me
Slime