Slimesito, BeezyB - Extortion Gang lyrics
Slimesito [Eric Xavier Claros] Prince George’s County, Maryland/Clayton County, GE, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Slimesito, BeezyB - Extortion Gang lyrics]
Step out the car, all we havin' machinery
If you cross the mob, that is a penalty
Last nigga try me got put in infirmary
Last nigga try me that nigga a memory
Up the stick, that bitch hittin' so sturdy
Every glick I own, havin' a thirty
Shootin' distance
Nigga I'm feelin' like Curry
Havin' bricks and I call it a Larry
Pull up on opp block, i never been scary
Havin' shooters, and I'm havin' varieties
Porsche 911, it's pullin' so quietly
Duckin' the feds, nigga, they tryna find me
Every nigga around me is so grimy
I hit her with that go
To go while I'm drivin'
Money on his head, my shooters gon' find him
Catch a nigga lackin'
Then I'm gon' line him
Buy a couple pounds
Then I'm gon' slime him
He not in a gang, I don't cosign him
50-Gang shit, I don't need no security
I'm tied with the mob
Got niggas gon' shoot for me
I feel like I'm Sosa
The way niggas move for me
So many sticks, know we stay with artillery
So many sticks
No you better not play with me
All black stick and that shit
Got a green beam
Feel like Kobe, 'cause I'm rockin' 5 rings
2 Glocks, now I feel like Pistol P
Presidential whip and that shit lowkey
Got the blue print like I'm Jay-Z
Extortion gang, you know everything free
Get my lawyer, nigga, I don't take pleads
Everything on, nigga I do not leave
Stick hit him, if that nigga try to reach
Do him down bad, put some in on his feet
Tie him up, throw his ass in the 'crete
I'm mob tied, these other niggas so weak
Money launderin', 7 days of the week
Stick hit him, fold his ass like steed
Get your baby mother, she is a freak
Sellin' bails and they go for the cheap
Made a lot of money, just on front street
These rap niggas never been to the streets
Even in church, nigga, I'm havin' the heat
Fully equipped, every day of the week
You not up in the mob, I don't wanna link
I'm havin' shooters and they out in DC
Foreign bitch, she from the DMV
399, everything free
Shoot a nigga, put him on the TV
VVS's and they lookin' HD
Glizzy on me, I don't like no XD's
Baby Uzi and it got that lemon squeeze
In my hood, we don't got no OG's
Pull up on me
I'm gon' shoot the whole thing
In the trap and I'm totin' them mashines
30 clip and it's pokin' out my jeans
Cross a nigga out if he not with my team
If you cross the mob, that is a penalty
Last nigga try me got put in infirmary
Last nigga try me that nigga a memory
Up the stick, that bitch hittin' so sturdy
Every glick I own, havin' a thirty
Shootin' distance
Nigga I'm feelin' like Curry
Havin' bricks and I call it a Larry
Pull up on opp block, i never been scary
Havin' shooters, and I'm havin' varieties
Porsche 911, it's pullin' so quietly
Duckin' the feds, nigga, they tryna find me
Every nigga around me is so grimy
I hit her with that go
To go while I'm drivin'
Money on his head, my shooters gon' find him
Catch a nigga lackin'
Then I'm gon' line him
Buy a couple pounds
Then I'm gon' slime him
He not in a gang, I don't cosign him
50-Gang shit, I don't need no security
I'm tied with the mob
Got niggas gon' shoot for me
I feel like I'm Sosa
The way niggas move for me
So many sticks, know we stay with artillery
So many sticks
No you better not play with me
All black stick and that shit
Got a green beam
Feel like Kobe, 'cause I'm rockin' 5 rings
2 Glocks, now I feel like Pistol P
Presidential whip and that shit lowkey
Got the blue print like I'm Jay-Z
Extortion gang, you know everything free
Get my lawyer, nigga, I don't take pleads
Everything on, nigga I do not leave
Stick hit him, if that nigga try to reach
Do him down bad, put some in on his feet
Tie him up, throw his ass in the 'crete
I'm mob tied, these other niggas so weak
Money launderin', 7 days of the week
Stick hit him, fold his ass like steed
Get your baby mother, she is a freak
Sellin' bails and they go for the cheap
Made a lot of money, just on front street
These rap niggas never been to the streets
Even in church, nigga, I'm havin' the heat
Fully equipped, every day of the week
You not up in the mob, I don't wanna link
I'm havin' shooters and they out in DC
Foreign bitch, she from the DMV
399, everything free
Shoot a nigga, put him on the TV
VVS's and they lookin' HD
Glizzy on me, I don't like no XD's
Baby Uzi and it got that lemon squeeze
In my hood, we don't got no OG's
Pull up on me
I'm gon' shoot the whole thing
In the trap and I'm totin' them mashines
30 clip and it's pokin' out my jeans
Cross a nigga out if he not with my team