SleazyWorld Go - Disclaimer lyrics
SleazyWorld Go [Joseph Isaac]
[SleazyWorld Go - Disclaimer lyrics]
Beef done got dedly
When I slid, the opps had butterfingers
They could not catch me
You would think the glizzy called net
The way the Glock wet him
Pull up, get to dumpin' this
Thirty until the Glock steadies, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy ooh, ooh, ooh
Man, they know what the fuck goin' on
Ayy (Drilltime, what you cookin' up, nigga?)
Swap the Glocks out for the Dracs
The beef done got deadly
When I slid, the opps had butterfingers
They could not catch me
You would think the glizzy called net
The way the Glock wet him pull up
Get to dumpin' this thirty
Until the Glock steady
Sleazy don't do shit he rap about
He cappin' in them raps
Ain't nan' nigga alive right now
Could vouch for that
Name a nigga played with me like I'm pussy
I got doubt in that
Any nigga speakin' down on my name
Tryna get clout from that
Ayy, ayy, ayy, tryna get clout from me
Fuck around, lost his life for that
Fame, he was a clout dummy, crashin'
Everybody wanna say I ain't gotta
Pass him the Glock sneak dissin'
I'd be wrong if I
Start passin' niggas shots
Niggas don't know me, but my
Name all in they mouth, get off my dick
I don't expose hoes, if I did
Half of you niggas'd be sick keepin' it P
I ain't gon' speak on what I
Did to your lil' bitch
Niggas' baby mamas got fucked next to
They kids, hoes ain't shit, yeah
Treat niggas' block with these mops
Like we clean up
Hit him all in the back of his head
His taper got cleaned up
Dropped, "Sliding" since then
Niggas ain't been able to keep up
Niggas be pussy, we treat 'em like hoes
We tell 'em link up
Niggas ain't gon' pop shit but they bitch
'Cause she a fan
Niggas can't stand 'cause all they
Be playin' is my shit
I know niggas don't like me, I understand
'Cause you a man and I was
Nuttin' all in her mouth
Them pretty white teeth
Swap the Glocks out for the Dracs
The beef done got deadly
When I slid, the opps had butterfingers
They could not catch me
You would think the glizzy called net
The way the Glock wet him pull up
Get to dumpin' this thirty
Until the Glock steady
Sleazy don't do shit he rap about
He cappin' in them raps
Ain't nan' nigga alive right now
Could vouch for that
Name a nigga played with me like I'm pussy
I got doubt in that
Any nigga speakin' down on my name
Tryna get clout from that
(Drilltime, what you cookin' up, nigga?)
When I slid, the opps had butterfingers
They could not catch me
You would think the glizzy called net
The way the Glock wet him
Pull up, get to dumpin' this
Thirty until the Glock steadies, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy ooh, ooh, ooh
Man, they know what the fuck goin' on
Ayy (Drilltime, what you cookin' up, nigga?)
Swap the Glocks out for the Dracs
The beef done got deadly
When I slid, the opps had butterfingers
They could not catch me
You would think the glizzy called net
The way the Glock wet him pull up
Get to dumpin' this thirty
Until the Glock steady
Sleazy don't do shit he rap about
He cappin' in them raps
Ain't nan' nigga alive right now
Could vouch for that
Name a nigga played with me like I'm pussy
I got doubt in that
Any nigga speakin' down on my name
Tryna get clout from that
Ayy, ayy, ayy, tryna get clout from me
Fuck around, lost his life for that
Fame, he was a clout dummy, crashin'
Everybody wanna say I ain't gotta
Pass him the Glock sneak dissin'
I'd be wrong if I
Start passin' niggas shots
Niggas don't know me, but my
Name all in they mouth, get off my dick
I don't expose hoes, if I did
Half of you niggas'd be sick keepin' it P
I ain't gon' speak on what I
Did to your lil' bitch
Niggas' baby mamas got fucked next to
They kids, hoes ain't shit, yeah
Treat niggas' block with these mops
Like we clean up
Hit him all in the back of his head
His taper got cleaned up
Dropped, "Sliding" since then
Niggas ain't been able to keep up
Niggas be pussy, we treat 'em like hoes
We tell 'em link up
Niggas ain't gon' pop shit but they bitch
'Cause she a fan
Niggas can't stand 'cause all they
Be playin' is my shit
I know niggas don't like me, I understand
'Cause you a man and I was
Nuttin' all in her mouth
Them pretty white teeth
Swap the Glocks out for the Dracs
The beef done got deadly
When I slid, the opps had butterfingers
They could not catch me
You would think the glizzy called net
The way the Glock wet him pull up
Get to dumpin' this thirty
Until the Glock steady
Sleazy don't do shit he rap about
He cappin' in them raps
Ain't nan' nigga alive right now
Could vouch for that
Name a nigga played with me like I'm pussy
I got doubt in that
Any nigga speakin' down on my name
Tryna get clout from that
(Drilltime, what you cookin' up, nigga?)