Slime Mentality

I need to talk to Mike Laury

Hello? It's Mike Laury

I'm runnin' and I'm runnin', yeah (Dubba-AA Flex)

Uh, my mama slime, my sister slime, my brother slime

My daddy slime, yeah, he slime (Louie Bandz made another one)

Ayy, now how you wanna do it? (How you wanna do it, nigga?)

I'm in here (What you on for?)

Ayy, 4KTrey, you know, free D-Dawg, nigga

I'm on that same shit, nobody safe, look (This is the sound)

Let's go

Boom, baow, pussy bitch, don't try to run now

Fuck nigga ain't have his head on

I'ma make sure that these niggas hear me through they headphones

I've been cooling

But these pussy bitches just won't leave me 'lone (Look)

Crack you in your shit just to see what's on your mind, huh (Bitch)

I'm YoungBoy, YB Kayla, YBN, she slime

Police on my ass, gotta watch the way I'm slidin'

He acting hype, them slimes roll down and ease his mind, and yeah

I pull up acting in a four door

You would think my niggas with me in this bitch, but, boy, I'm solo

And Meechie in the South but still'll come and kick your front door

Bro geekin' off that soft, but wildin' out, bitch, if you don't know

I'm telling you niggas, I drop a bag just to finish you niggas

He think it's done, but that's his ass, I'm gon' get rid of you niggas

At a show or anything, bitch, we gon' hit at you niggas

I want 'em all, that's on my dawg, bitch, we gon' get at you niggas

Peel your block and try to catch a nigga outside

I'm thuggin' for real, I tell you, bitch, I cross the law line

I'm 'bout mine, let's slang iron, Three run down with that Glock 9

Motherfuck if they clutchin', they all in trouble, I'ma bust mine

Hold on, grew up in that fire, huh

He came out a slime, huh

He don't wanna talk 'cause you gon' die, yeah ('Cause you gon' die)

Muthafuck who come behind, huh

'Cause bitch, we slangin' iron, huh

Take his ass up top like high five, look

Don't give a fuck 'bout who you call

Or who come out of town

The city know we step on shit, I'm slime

Don't give a fuck 'bout who they 'round

'Cause we gon' get them all

We ain't the ones to rep on bitch

Check out my murder man dance, look

Pull on side him, dump a hundred in the car (Boom, baow)

Catch you slippin', then you ain't gon' see tomorrow (Uh-uh)

This for Dump, behind him we dyin' hard (Uh)

I go by top, get out your top, I draw the sword (Bitch, what up?)

Everybody in here slimin' with a nigga, ayy

They ain't on shit, they don't want no problem with a nigga, yeah

These hoes ain't shit, I put a Remy on a pillow, yeah

Mention an opp, I tell her stop until it build up (Bitch, dumb)

Bro just wrote me in a message and I read it, what it said?

He joced off you about your ex and then he dead (That nigga dead)

I'm bangin' green but I get mad and leave all red

I been that nigga, you gon' get that through your head

Bitch, yeah

Grew up in that fire, huh

He came out a slime, huh

He don't wanna talk 'cause you gon' die, yeah ('Cause you gon' die)

Muthafuck who come behind, huh

'Cause bitch, we slangin' iron, huh

Take his ass up top like high five, look

Don't give a fuck 'bout who you call

Or who come out of town

The city know we step on shit, I'm slime

Don't give a fuck 'bout who they 'round

'Cause we gon' get them all

We ain't the ones to rep on bitch

Check out my murder man dance, look

Grew up in that fire

He came out a slime

He don't wanna talk 'cause you gon' die, yeah (You gon' die)

(This is the sound)

Don't give a fuck who come behind

'Cause bitch we slangin' iron

Take his ass up top like high five

Don't give a fuck 'bout who you call

Or who come out of town

The city know we step on shit, yeah (We gon' kill them too)

Don't give a fuck 'bout who they 'round (Nah)

'Cause we gon' get them all (All)

We ain't the ones to rep on bitch