Slimesito, Dolan Beats - Glock 19 lyrics

(This is a Dolan Beats production) aye
Bow, bow fifty
Rich slime

AR-15 on my dresser
I just might cross a nigga like professors
Glock 19 and it got a compressor
Tripped up, yeah I'm ready for some pressure
Nigga white flagging and preaching
I don't wanna lecture
We souping up sticks and the Vectors
Fuck on your bitch I don't text her
Fifty round drum so I'm having extra
Shoot his ass up now his ass on a stretcher
I just bought my shooter two black Berettas
Mob tied, I get you whacked over a letter
Shooter go rampage
Shooting shit like he Trevor
Catch me out bad, nigga man that's never
New Saint Laurent Chucks and
It match my sweater i'm so rich slime
I'm putting shit together
I'm pouring that Wock out the pint
I didn't even measure
She sucked me up on the first day I met her
Had to cut her off cuz she acting extra
Fifty bands, I don't do nothing lesser
VVS's and they always impressing
Niggas want smoke I'm gon pressure
Now you having thirty holes on yo sweater
Posted on the block, a born finesser
I'm good with the plug, he fronting me extra
I'm up in that lab, I feel like I'm Dexter
Your shooter pussy
He ain't finna protect you
I'm the one that took Carlito by Hector
You let him rob you so how can I respect you
Pop a nigga now he turn informant
My foreign bitches pulling up
In them foreigns
Glock 23 got me shooting like Jordan
Riding foreigns insurance
Slimed the plug, now his calls I'm ignoring
Niggas snitching tryna get me a warrant
On the road catching plays like I'm touring
Red beam on the stick got me scoring
Wet a nigga block it look like it's pouring
Caught a nigga lacking, six in the morning
Put the glizzy to his face while he snoring
Pop a nigga we ain't giving out warnings
Yeah, nigga we stick shit like hornets
Pull up in the fucking coupe and it's orange
Shooting at him now he run with endurance
AR pistol tucked up under Ralph Lauren
Yeah, I don't want that bitch she boring
All my shooters clutch
You know they be scoring
I got the fire on me right
Now while a nigga recording
Rich slime we don't need reinsurance
Gotta lay low cuz these folks deporting
VVS's got me looking important
12 get behind me, then I be flooring
Just fucked your bitch
She ain't that important
In the trenches rocking Travis Scott Forces
Designer down like I got an endorsement
Whipping babies like this shit an abortion
Yeah, Rarri really having horses
Trap on my block then I need my portion
Flipping them white birds now they soaring
911 I ain't talking about Porches
AK hit a nigga right in his organs
I'm a evil genius, like Rick and Morty
4-5 Glock, I ain't toting no Taurus
Pull up to his neighborhood
And start spraying
Fully auto cuz I'm not with the aiming
Home invasion, after that I be praying
We snatching them chains and we snatching
For them niggas false banging
Fifty on me, man you know I maintain it
I'm popping niggas I don't
Care what they banging
4-4 bulldog, I send em to satan
Panamanians and Jamaicans
Tied in with them fucking Asians and Haitians
You know how the fuck I'm rocking nigga
On gang