Slimesito - Sorry 4 The Wait 3 lyrics

(2wo2imes)
Yeah man you know how the fuck we rocking
(Nino what up)
I'm popping out with that shit all the time
Yeah,  50 that's on everything
Yeah sito, Sito, Sito
Rich slime

I grill my teeth like I went to the dentist
All of my young niggas they relentless
Out on bond, they tryna give me a sentence
Glock on me and that shit was extended
Got rap niggas out here tucking they pennies
Got rackets on me but I'm not playing tennis
Yeah, we trapping shit out
That AR on me and I'm popping straight out
He talking crazy, he got poppеd in his mouth
Your baby mama fucking niggas for clout
He bout the shit
But Imma' see what that's about
You acting brazy
Well lеt's shoot this shit out
Yeah, heard you going through a drought
We flatten shit but I ain't talking a leaf
I'm doubled down yeah I'm moving like Pete
All my niggas man they really elite
I pop a nigga now his ass on the concrete
He a stray dog
I'm finna' put em' to sleep
Hundred shooters yeah I really got infantry
Put him on a plate that's Bon Appetit
Yeah, choppa on me when I sleep
That nigga mad cuz I shot up his Jeep
50'd up you know I'm having artillery
Strapped up you know I'm ready for enemies
New Glock and that shit came from Germany
Shot a nigga now his shirt turning burgundy
Out in San Diego they banging, burgling
I'm triple cross
Nigga you know I be working
Pussy-niggas man they acting too nervous
I shot a nigga but it wasn't on purpose
I did it off the rip but I ain't rehearse it
All my bitches having straps in they purses

Yeah man
You know I stay fiftied up all the time
I'm in Clayco right now nigga
You know how I'm fucking rocking man
Real Riverdale shit nigga
I'm on gangway nigga i be everywhere
North side, west side, east side, south side
Yeah, you know this shit get global nigga 50

RSG pull up with fifties
I'm in Clayco but my plug from Savannah
Your mans got popped but that's an example
I'm protected when I slide through Atlanta
Posted with Fluxhunxkos and Bandana
Evil twins with me, they problematic
Tools on my beltline like a mechanic
Life a gamble, I can't take shit for granted
I'm on opp block turn that shit to a
My back against the wall
I swear I won't panic
These bitches flashing titties at
Me like Janet the plug be floodin' me
I know how to manage
On a private jet I flew in from Canada
Nigga got popped cuz he writin' statements
Tryna argue but I'm not with debating
In Panama while the trap getting raided
You rocking with Evolving Public nigga
On gang