Slimesito - Ditch pt. 2 lyrics
Slimesito [Eric Xavier Claros] Prince George’s County, Maryland/Clayton County, GE, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Slimesito - Ditch pt. 2 lyrics]
(Chapo) rich Slime
Automatic stick and I got that Sig
Sixteen pints, got that in the fridge
Sixteen zips, yeah that like a brick
Niggas act based til' they ass get hit
RSG global, yeah we done got rich
I trap out the birds like I'm in the bricks
How the fuck you sliding and
You ain't got no stick
Man fuck your OG, boy he a been a bitch
I'm counting them racks, now that nigga sick
Them bands on me, I'm cashing out on sticks
I got your main bitch
Yeah she in that telly'
I'm dropping them hollow tips like confetti
I'm Savage Life right now
Nigga feel like Webbie
That 45 Eagle, yeah I tote that Desi'
I shot his ass up, nigga that's no hesi'
I'm living this life, man it feel like Belly
It's a full-court press so
You better be ready
My partner bang in the street like he Freddy
You talking about smoke but
You finna' get hit
That 45 put his ass up in a ditch
She banging rich slime but that hoe a crip
I'm counting blue hundreds
Now I feel like Nip'
Got five straps, so you better get hip
We toting tan straps with
Them see through clips
We offing them packs, yeah we making flips
We pulled up, now you going out like Flip
I got rich slimes from the east to west
You try to test me I bet I'll pass that test
I'm toting 57's, I don't tote no Tec's
I'm fighting three cases but
I still won't stress
Everything fifty, I don't do shit less
Got the block hot, I just served the feds
I just poured a four, yeah I'm off the meds
I'm toting that Glock on me like I'm Craig
Face shot, I ain't aiming at no legs
Fifty gang, man that shit up in my pledge
My low top Chucks and my lean be red
These niggas want smoke but my opps been dead
Compact stick, I got that on my bed
Hit his ass up, he shaking like some dreads
We having them tools on us like a shed
I'm serving that dog food and we got meth
I came a long way from trapping off the steps
Beezy B hit that nigga with that Tec
Fuck 12 but I'm serving and protect
Just took off on a nigga like a jet
I'm popping these niggas like I'm popping X
I'm rich slime, I ain't never having debt
I'm shooting up shit like I'm in the Rec'
I'm counting them bands
Yeah I just got blessed
Got tattoos on my face and on my flesh
I'm in and I'm in SouthCrest
Automatic stick and I got that Sig
Sixteen pints, got that in the fridge
Sixteen zips, yeah that like a brick
Niggas act based til' they ass get hit
RSG global, yeah we done got rich
I trap out the birds like I'm in the bricks
How the fuck you sliding and
You ain't got no stick
Man fuck your OG, boy he a been a bitch
I'm counting them racks, now that nigga sick
Them bands on me, I'm cashing out on sticks
I got your main bitch
Yeah she in that telly'
I'm dropping them hollow tips like confetti
I'm Savage Life right now
Nigga feel like Webbie
That 45 Eagle, yeah I tote that Desi'
I shot his ass up, nigga that's no hesi'
I'm living this life, man it feel like Belly
It's a full-court press so
You better be ready
My partner bang in the street like he Freddy
You talking about smoke but
You finna' get hit
That 45 put his ass up in a ditch
She banging rich slime but that hoe a crip
I'm counting blue hundreds
Now I feel like Nip'
Got five straps, so you better get hip
We toting tan straps with
Them see through clips
We offing them packs, yeah we making flips
We pulled up, now you going out like Flip
I got rich slimes from the east to west
You try to test me I bet I'll pass that test
I'm toting 57's, I don't tote no Tec's
I'm fighting three cases but
I still won't stress
Everything fifty, I don't do shit less
Got the block hot, I just served the feds
I just poured a four, yeah I'm off the meds
I'm toting that Glock on me like I'm Craig
Face shot, I ain't aiming at no legs
Fifty gang, man that shit up in my pledge
My low top Chucks and my lean be red
These niggas want smoke but my opps been dead
Compact stick, I got that on my bed
Hit his ass up, he shaking like some dreads
We having them tools on us like a shed
I'm serving that dog food and we got meth
I came a long way from trapping off the steps
Beezy B hit that nigga with that Tec
Fuck 12 but I'm serving and protect
Just took off on a nigga like a jet
I'm popping these niggas like I'm popping X
I'm rich slime, I ain't never having debt
I'm shooting up shit like I'm in the Rec'
I'm counting them bands
Yeah I just got blessed
Got tattoos on my face and on my flesh
I'm in and I'm in SouthCrest