Slimesito - Dedication (Intro) lyrics

I came a long way from trapping out abandons
You ain't seen shit, I seen a nigga vanish
(Dj Phat, aw man)
I came a long way from trapping out abandons
You ain't seen shit, I seen a nigga vanish
I came a long way from trapping out abandons
You ain't seen shit, I seen a nigga vanish
I'm talking to the plug
And we speaking Spanish
Yeah, times get hard but
I'm still gon' manage
You don't want drama cause'
I got that canon
Just sent a hit while I'm eating Salmon
One phone call then them niggas fanning
.38 special, it ain't never jamming
(You already know who it is
Nigga, flyest fat Dj
Dj Phat)
Yeah, big F&N
(With my nigga Sito man, dedication
We dedicated
To this shit man, rich slime
The richest slimes)
Rich slime, dedication
(Power up)

Got diamonds on me fighting like De La Hoya
You think you bout' it
Nigga I'm finna expose you
Real slimes around me
Know I'm with them cobras
First hand gun, I think it was a cobra
Switch on the Glock
You know it's so bi-polar
Don't talk to me, nigga call my lawyer
Bad bitch, she not with me, she in Florida
She gon' do anything because I told her
Ain't shit change about me I got older
Got chopsticks in my hood
It's like Magnolia
I'm fucked up off the drank
I need a chauffeur
Got a big ass Glock think I need a holster
I need big steppers
I ain't tryna' coach you
I'm laying on dead niggas like a vulture
I'm sending them packs through
The U.S. postal
You don't gotta' ride for me
Nigga I ain't force you
Try to rob me
You know they they gon' torch you
You gotta' watch out for
Niggas tryna' short you
You not a big dog
Ain't nothing to extort you
These niggas want credit for some
Shit they supposed to
All white foreign, I ain't doing old school
I made a lot of money
Recording shit on Pro Tools
Drive-thru trap, I ain't talking fast food
Slimed the boy out but you know I had to
Nigga got rolled up like some Bambu
Nigga got burnt, now his ass a tattoo
My duffle bag filled and my pockets fat too
I robbed the best friend cause'
That nigga lacked too
Rap-ass nigga, I'm shooting up your sprinter
I pray to the lord, I'm a born sinner
Moncler jacket got it for the winter
Buy a new chain then I pay my hitters
Made transactions but I ain't no dealer
Got white gold [?] it ain't no silver
I clutch my shot like I'm Reggie Miller
Your bitch tryna' fuck cause'
She know I'm realer
You braggin' about her
But you know I hit her
Got teardrops on you but you ain't no killer
She catching them feelings but I
Still can't feel her
I'm in D.C. thugging like the Wizards
(Jurrasic Park)

I came a long way from trapping out abandons
You ain't seen shit, I seen a nigga vanish
I'm talking to the plug
And we speaking Spanish
Yeah times get hard but
I'm still gon' manage
You don't want drama cause'
I got that cannon
Just sent a hit while I'm eating Salmon
One phone call, then them niggas fanning
.38 special, it ain't never jamming

Seen a lot of niggas drop
I'm still standing
That nigga got hit sticked like he on Madden
Everybody eat around me I ain't crabbin'
Niggas talk crazy but they ain't no savage
Counting them racks, man this shit a habit
Pouring that drop I turned to a addict
Sixteen months later I'm still having
Thirty on my chain I could've bought a Patek
Long sleeve shirt but I still look tatted
VVS diamonds looking like some static
Throwaway choppers got that in my attic
I won't stop working until I get a mansion
I'm making deposit's running up my balance
Ten 'za bags and they came from Kansas
My bitch got diamonds and
Them bitches dancing
He reach for my chain
Then you know I'm blasting

Yeah, the dedication nigga
Free the whole gang nigga
Free Black Gwaluh
Free Fluhkunxhkos
Free Stunna nigga
Free Juju nigga
Gang
Fifty
Rich slime