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Hopout - How you slime (feat. Smoke & Ynlai) Lyrics



Hopout - How you slime (feat. Smoke & Ynlai) Lyrics




How the f*ck you slime
But nigga, ain't even slime
Yup, yup, yup, uh
How the f*ck you slime

But nigga, I ain't even, uh, uh
How the f*ck you slime
But nigga, ain't even slime
Say, you ain't slum though

Nigga, posted it on your block with these big ass f*ckin' 9
I'm posted' with some f*ckin' chops
I'm posted' with these f*ckin' Glocks
These niggas know I'm tryna hop out, nigga

Hit 'em in his top
I'm smokin' hella opp
Yeah, I got hella drop
Nigga, come around here fishin'

Yeah, he gettin' f*ckin' popped, Fa Fa Fa Fa
Yeah, he gettin' whacked
Nigga know I'm tryin get that nigga right there fuccin smack

Niggas know if I get that drop, then I'll slide with that Mack
Niggas know I come through trim
Nigga, kick through that door

I put two Benz in my cup
Now I think I'm movin' slow
Nah I think that's the gas
Nigga, got me off my ass, uh

Yeah
Tell Lsi, that's the gas
Got me off my ass, uh
Got Wakisha in my cup

She got me makin' bad decisions
Ayo, brother, die, cause he won't really own that
Tryna fit in
If the Lord come back, I'ma have to pay for all this sinning

Go swish cheese, the whip
Tappin' every hand, cause it ain't tinted
Tap em in his head
Guess his dumb ass should've war a fit it

Tryna knock off his dreads
I'ma get him chopped, This chop split em
So stoked with my twin
You know who that be, that be big smoke

Bitch, it's cold outside
We double down
Got poles up in this coat
We too slime, real slime gang

You come around, you cannot load
She think I'm spinnin' paper on her
She suckin dick & smokin dope

I had to get up in the trap
Had to start sellin' them blows
Tell la hopout, go and get em, bro
Bet not f*ckin' fold
Bitch, we came up out the trenches

We so used to swingin' doors
Bitch, I get it low
I spin that bitch and hit his f*ckin' fro

Uh
Nigga, f*ck his toes
Nigga, I'm a head tapper
All y'all niggas claim y'all tappin' skin

Y'all some f*ckin' capers
If he throwin' shine, nigga, I'ma have to smack ha
In the streets, shii, I'ma big dog nigga like a f*ckin' pastor
I'ma f*ck that bitcc put dick and guts, and then I gotta pass
You wanna be a hoe, I sent ha you to the streets and let him have her

How you slime
Nigga, you ain't slime' shii
If you dissin' on the gang, I swear to God, you gettin' hit
You gettin' hit bitcc

I swear to God, you gettin' hit
If you dissin' on the gang, I swear to God, you gettin' hit

You gettin' hit bitch
How the f*ck you slime but don't even slime
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How the f*ck you slime
But nigga, ain't even slime
Yup, yup, yup, uh
How the f*ck you slime

But nigga, I ain't even, uh, uh
How the f*ck you slime
But nigga, ain't even slime
Say, you ain't slum though

Nigga, posted it on your block with these big ass f*ckin' 9
I'm posted' with some f*ckin' chops
I'm posted' with these f*ckin' Glocks
These niggas know I'm tryna hop out, nigga

Hit 'em in his top
I'm smokin' hella opp
Yeah, I got hella drop
Nigga, come around here fishin'

Yeah, he gettin' f*ckin' popped, Fa Fa Fa Fa
Yeah, he gettin' whacked
Nigga know I'm tryin get that nigga right there fuccin smack

Niggas know if I get that drop, then I'll slide with that Mack
Niggas know I come through trim
Nigga, kick through that door

I put two Benz in my cup
Now I think I'm movin' slow
Nah I think that's the gas
Nigga, got me off my ass, uh

Yeah
Tell Lsi, that's the gas
Got me off my ass, uh
Got Wakisha in my cup

She got me makin' bad decisions
Ayo, brother, die, cause he won't really own that
Tryna fit in
If the Lord come back, I'ma have to pay for all this sinning

Go swish cheese, the whip
Tappin' every hand, cause it ain't tinted
Tap em in his head
Guess his dumb ass should've war a fit it

Tryna knock off his dreads
I'ma get him chopped, This chop split em
So stoked with my twin
You know who that be, that be big smoke

Bitch, it's cold outside
We double down
Got poles up in this coat
We too slime, real slime gang

You come around, you cannot load
She think I'm spinnin' paper on her
She suckin dick & smokin dope

I had to get up in the trap
Had to start sellin' them blows
Tell la hopout, go and get em, bro
Bet not f*ckin' fold
Bitch, we came up out the trenches

We so used to swingin' doors
Bitch, I get it low
I spin that bitch and hit his f*ckin' fro

Uh
Nigga, f*ck his toes
Nigga, I'm a head tapper
All y'all niggas claim y'all tappin' skin

Y'all some f*ckin' capers
If he throwin' shine, nigga, I'ma have to smack ha
In the streets, shii, I'ma big dog nigga like a f*ckin' pastor
I'ma f*ck that bitcc put dick and guts, and then I gotta pass
You wanna be a hoe, I sent ha you to the streets and let him have her

How you slime
Nigga, you ain't slime' shii
If you dissin' on the gang, I swear to God, you gettin' hit
You gettin' hit bitcc

I swear to God, you gettin' hit
If you dissin' on the gang, I swear to God, you gettin' hit

You gettin' hit bitch
How the f*ck you slime but don't even slime
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Writer: Simeyon Anthony
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Performed By: Hopout
Language: English
Length: 2:16
Written by: Simeyon Anthony
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