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SUPER SLIMEY

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DY crazyPeter Piper picker, I never kept herPeter Piper pepper, we never kept 'emYeahI got more bracelets on than you got chains, broMe and my dawg's dope came in on the same boatWhippin' the same dope, I put the bitch in the eighth strokeRight out the ghetto, too rap for the Leto, yeahCaught my first body out in Bentley Coupe, yeahTen real murders from my Migos, yeahRock the Cuban link, top of my knees (yeah, yeah)Ostrich seats, bite your sleeves (yeah, yeah)Trippin' 'em up like a referee, up with these gators (yeah)Trip on my spot, it was no more basic cable (yeah)I mixed some Act with some yellow Tuss like a Laker (yeah)Three shot 'em like a mothafuckin' Pacer (Southside, yeah, yeah)Never lose like my mothafuckin' McGregor, ya heard? (Yeah)Inside the whips come red like ketchurp (Yeah)Count this money up with glasses like a niz-zerd (Yeah)Codeine laboratory like on Dexter (Yeah)Bad yellow skin, Filipin'Envious and gin never winChrome Heart lens, help me see 'emHit him in his back, South CentralMade a lot of M's right from sinnin'Ready to smoke, the pimp 'bout my womenI prefer the shrimp, tired of chickenEver saw me limp? That's- I got more rings than you got hoes, broI bought my BM a Bentley with the wings, yeahI let my kids fly private, I'm Supreme, yeahReal killers move in silent, take that clean batch, yeahI want the one with the real hairI'm out the jungle, a real bearPut a chinchilla on anywhereI'm out that zoo, zoo, zooI'm a gorilla, ape, nigga, ain't ateAin't satisfied 'til all you niggas in yellow tape, yeah'Cause these niggas, they ain't loyal, they been chillin' with the oppsDoe Boy came in that 450 Spyder straight from off the blockHad to throw my crack a few times, don't fuck around with no copCheck on Google, I'm out my noodleI feed shrimps to all my shootersAyy my bitch a bad bitch, so I turned her to a recruiterI'm a real assassin, quarter M for a back endShawty got real sassy when I gave her that PatekIf I bust it down today she'll never gon' go back averageSo much Chanel, I might as well open up my own storeUsed to use these bales as pillows, sleepin' on floorsOriginal BMG nigga, yeah the Feds knowI'm the richest nigga came from Lil' MexicoIf you ever catch me limpin', 'cause I'm a pimpChrome Hearts help me see the haters, I can see 'emGotta keep 10 mil' stashed under my hoe's bedAnd I gotta keep some ice like a meth head