Slimeto (Explicit) - Youngboy Never Broke Again

Lyrics by：Kentrell Gaulden

Composed by：Kentrell Gaulden

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Hold on

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Say 10

Let's do it

Gangster

And you already knowin' that's how I play it

With the Glock

Go atop across his head

Yeah

I'll spank somethin'

Have them gunners waitin' outside where you stay

Yeah

Who you think stuntin'

This me

I'm 23

I'm runnin'

Clap 'em

Then give back the money

Top and I'm screaming out

Flood it

Rob these n***as

They lettin' me

Slime

I want 'em for to test me

Why

Just so that I can lay one down

Out the top and the side of the Chevy

Young n***as they sprayin' 'round

Show no Slatt

Talkin' down

Where you at

I gun you down

Where you at

Gun you down

Already know we don't play like that

Lame-a*s **** from across the net gon' get you stretched

Yeah

Yeah

On the top and I'm throwin' out fetti

Rob these p***y-a*s n***as

They lettin' me

Dare one these scary-a*s n***as come test me

Flag on the stick while you hang out the Chevy

I'm on it

I'm with it

My n***a

Let's do it

Got a check the first tour and you know that I blew it

Spend a check every tour

Get that money

Run through it

Brought me up

He got flexed

But I already knew it

Dyin' to get rich and it drive me insane

Accept that pain

It's just part of the game

Rap a*s n***a in the studio playin'

I got the play for to knock out his brain

Gangster

And you already knowin' that's how I play it

With the Glock

Go atop across his head

Yeah

I'll spank somethin'

Have them gunners waitin' outside where you stay

Yeah

Who you think stuntin'

This me

I'm 23

I'm runnin'

Clap 'em

Then give back the money

Top and I'm screaming out

Flood it

Rob these n***as

They lettin' me

Slime

I want 'em for to test me

Why

Just so that I can lay one down

Out the top and the side of the Chevy

Young n***as they sprayin' 'round

Show no Slatt

Talkin' down

Where you at

I gun you down

I gotta get it

I wake up

I'm ready

Stand on they chest and they neck for that fetti

I got a stick for them n***as that's petty

Premium gas and I come to unlead it

Riddles they can't comprehend in my song

I got a lot of blue racks in my home

Banging that flag for my n***a

He gone

Talkin' 'bout murder

I'm changing the tone

Took half a Perc'

Wanna **** me now

Know that I will

Just chill

Okay

Them n***as cheer when I walk in the place

I pulled up in a Wraith

Slimeto

Slimeto

Stolo

Lil' bro done pulled up with a Drac' and hop out in the street

Bet 'em

He talkin' 'bout cash

That money confetti whenever you bring up YB

Might get robbed when we meet

Gangster

And you already knowin' that's how I play it

With the Glock

Go atop across his head

Yeah

I'll spank somethin'

Have them gunners waitin' outside where you stay

Yeah

Who you think stuntin'

This me

I'm 23

I'm runnin'

Clap 'em

Then give back the money

Top and I'm screaming out

Flood it

Rob these n***as

They lettin' me

Slime

I want 'em for to test me

Why

Just so that I can lay one down

Out the top and the side of the Chevy

Young n***as they sprayin' 'round

Show no Slatt

Talkin' down

Where you at

I gun you down

Say 10