[00:00.000] 作词 : Luca Goad
[00:00.913] 作曲 : Luca Goad
[00:01.826](Skrt skrt skrt skrt)
[00:03.157](Slime, slime, slime, slime)
[00:05.075](Ya heard, ya heard, ya heard)
[00:06.479](Skrt skrt skrt skrt skrt)
[00:12.512]Ya heard it, **** I'm determined
[00:14.649]Stick in the mud let the chop get dirty
[00:16.231]My bro got a bark and a bite, he not a furry 
[00:17.838]Bro wanna **** with the team, get buried
[00:19.531]****ing with me, boy I'm the g-o-d
[00:21.105]I'm at the top boy, all of yall answer to me
[00:22.549]Getting guap boy, none of yall could match with me 
[00:24.298]So fake boy living in a fantasy
[00:26.051]Huh, you whip a Honda I'm whipping that Benz truck
[00:27.761]Pull up with mac-elevens got they hands up 
[00:29.431]I'm in the cut pouring drank in a fanta 
[00:31.144]Spray his body he'a turn to a dancer
[00:32.662]Painted it red like a flag or a banner 
[00:34.377]I could block your number if I want no answer 
[00:36.013]You don't want smoke with me, boy no cancer 
[00:37.660]You don't wanna play with me or its over
[00:39.284]Play with the team you get dunked on
[00:41.632]Your hoe in my crib with no pants on
[00:42.845]Pull up in that danny that phantom 
[00:44.376]I heard ya mad you gon' throw me a tantrum
[00:45.926]Could you throw me a band though 
[00:47.627]Broke boy said hell nah, Ion think so 
[00:48.892]Dover street market, let me cop my clothes, get your funds up
[00:50.572]Man up, that boy been searching for answers
[00:52.559]Wrong place at the right time, make a u-turn
[00:54.405]Slamming that pedal til I make my feet hurt
[00:55.989]Slime, he in that kennel for serving Selena
[00:57.640]Serving them tweakers in line by the meter
[00:59.678]Not sorry, no Justin Bieber 
[01:01.441]Ice out the bezel wrist to a freezer 
[01:03.107]Five hunnid songs in my vault, **** a leaker
[01:04.844]Serving that bass Imma blow out the speakers
[01:06.542]Uh, this a blowout, uh, this a show-out
[01:07.958]Dropped five bands on a Vetements coat
[01:09.423]Banana denim I got Rick on me, oh 
[01:10.873]I bought Balenciaga boots to step in the snow
[01:12.673]Slime, keep it on lock
[01:14.008]Uh, like Thugger I, skrt
[01:15.241]Flow wet like water I need me a mop 
[01:16.471]Cutting that cutter, we need'a talk
[01:18.001]This umbrella, it got drop 
[01:19.750]I got the drop on them hoes
[01:21.733]Ya heard, you already know 
[01:23.335]Ya salary spent on a coat 
[01:25.036]Ya mess with me boy vamenos 
[01:26.802]Ya gone, g-o-d, lil bitch I'm god
[01:29.542]I got that bitch saying oh my god
[01:31.234]Issey Miyake, bitch I'm too fly
[01:33.900]Ya heard ya heard 
[01:35.781]Uh, you whip a Honda I'm whipping that Benz truck 
[01:37.838]Pull up with mac-elevens got they hands up 
[01:39.458]I'm in the cut pouring drank in a fanta 
[01:41.157]Spray his body he'a turn to a dancer 
[01:42.822]Painted it red like a flag or a banner 
[01:44.483]I could block your number if I want no answer 
[01:46.098]You don't want smoke with me, boy no cancer
[01:47.782]You don't wanna play with me or its over
[01:49.499]Right go 'head flex on 'em 
[01:52.170]Yuh, swervin' that Benz like I'm driving a Daytona 
[01:55.942]Uh, I'm way too scared to get older 
[01:57.463]****ing on so many bitches, they older 
[01:59.011]Feel on my neck getting colder 
[02:00.664]Feel on my neck got more boulders 
[02:02.209]Ride with them sticks like a soldier 
[02:03.890]My bitch a brat like Soja
[02:05.508]Getting hella paper like folder 
[02:07.176]You n*ggas is lying, solo 
[02:10.205]I'm flying private, I'm in the air 
[02:13.504]You staying silent, just stay right here 
[02:16.852]These n*ggas been weird but I couldn't care less
[02:20.215]Sending up shots you could get hit with a n-air, damn
[02:23.579]Neutral air, damn
[02:25.107]Sending up flares, damn
[02:25.873]Uh, you whip a Honda I'm whipping that Benz truck 
[02:27.976]Pull up with mac-elevens got they hands up 
[02:29.529]I'm in the cut pouring drank in a fanta
[02:31.146]Spray his body he'a turn to a dancer 
[02:32.743]Painted it red like a flag or a banner 
[02:34.420]I could block your number if I want no answer 
[02:35.965]You don't want smoke with me, boy no cancer 
[02:37.779]You don't wanna play with me or its over 

作词 : Luca Goad
作曲 : Luca Goad
(Skrt skrt skrt skrt)
(Slime, slime, slime, slime)
(Ya heard, ya heard, ya heard)
(Skrt skrt skrt skrt skrt)
Ya heard it, **** I'm determined
Stick in the mud let the chop get dirty
My bro got a bark and a bite, he not a furry 
Bro wanna **** with the team, get buried
****ing with me, boy I'm the g-o-d
I'm at the top boy, all of yall answer to me
Getting guap boy, none of yall could match with me 
So fake boy living in a fantasy
Huh, you whip a Honda I'm whipping that Benz truck
Pull up with mac-elevens got they hands up 
I'm in the cut pouring drank in a fanta 
Spray his body he'a turn to a dancer
Painted it red like a flag or a banner 
I could block your number if I want no answer 
You don't want smoke with me, boy no cancer 
You don't wanna play with me or its over
Play with the team you get dunked on
Your hoe in my crib with no pants on
Pull up in that danny that phantom 
I heard ya mad you gon' throw me a tantrum
Could you throw me a band though 
Broke boy said hell nah, Ion think so 
Dover street market, let me cop my clothes, get your funds up
Man up, that boy been searching for answers
Wrong place at the right time, make a u-turn
Slamming that pedal til I make my feet hurt
Slime, he in that kennel for serving Selena
Serving them tweakers in line by the meter
Not sorry, no Justin Bieber 
Ice out the bezel wrist to a freezer 
Five hunnid songs in my vault, **** a leaker
Serving that bass Imma blow out the speakers
Uh, this a blowout, uh, this a show-out
Dropped five bands on a Vetements coat
Banana denim I got Rick on me, oh 
I bought Balenciaga boots to step in the snow
Slime, keep it on lock
Uh, like Thugger I, skrt
Flow wet like water I need me a mop 
Cutting that cutter, we need'a talk
This umbrella, it got drop 
I got the drop on them hoes
Ya heard, you already know 
Ya salary spent on a coat 
Ya mess with me boy vamenos 
Ya gone, g-o-d, lil bitch I'm god
I got that bitch saying oh my god
Issey Miyake, bitch I'm too fly
Ya heard ya heard 
Uh, you whip a Honda I'm whipping that Benz truck 
Pull up with mac-elevens got they hands up 
I'm in the cut pouring drank in a fanta 
Spray his body he'a turn to a dancer 
Painted it red like a flag or a banner 
I could block your number if I want no answer 
You don't want smoke with me, boy no cancer
You don't wanna play with me or its over
Right go 'head flex on 'em 
Yuh, swervin' that Benz like I'm driving a Daytona 
Uh, I'm way too scared to get older 
****ing on so many bitches, they older 
Feel on my neck getting colder 
Feel on my neck got more boulders 
Ride with them sticks like a soldier 
My bitch a brat like Soja
Getting hella paper like folder 
You n*ggas is lying, solo 
I'm flying private, I'm in the air 
You staying silent, just stay right here 
These n*ggas been weird but I couldn't care less
Sending up shots you could get hit with a n-air, damn
Neutral air, damn
Sending up flares, damn
Uh, you whip a Honda I'm whipping that Benz truck 
Pull up with mac-elevens got they hands up 
I'm in the cut pouring drank in a fanta
Spray his body he'a turn to a dancer 
Painted it red like a flag or a banner 
I could block your number if I want no answer 
You don't want smoke with me, boy no cancer 
You don't wanna play with me or its over