I slime you out, seen I have you on this wing jet
I slime you out, and split it with the team, yeah
I slime you out, we pull up with the sting, yeah
I slime you out, pink water with a machine, yeah
I slime you out, I slime you motherfuckers out
I slime you out, we comin' burnin' up your house
I slime you out, you can see it in my eyes
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Outside lookin' in, there is no comparison
You put them bitches in a line and I'll embarrass them
Magnificently written, all the shit that I be kickin'
Ain't no lions in the jungle, really all these bitches kittens
Who they kiddin', they be smitten
Tell 'em bye and then good riddance
And they freestyles bye, I can tell that shit go written (slime)
Excuse me! See we different
Everybody out here braggin' 'bout they dough
But when it's time to spend that money, where that bread go?
I beat that shit like Congo, I pass hoes, Rondo
If I go inside this Louis purse, run hoe
Rousey, I kick shit, with thousands, money, power
Know y'all be on the internet but money is not download
Your wild dreams ain't wild enough, so what you come at me for?
I'll invade your lane, I suggest you take a detour
If we show the decor, and y'all ain't drinkin', we pour
Never say that we poor, y'all could not get next
Bitch, I'm goin' Eeyore, is it just me
Or these hoes needa level up (level up)
Just bought a green Birkin, call her Seven-Up
Your real isn't real enough so tell me what you vision for?

Yeah, yeah these bitches ain't slime enough
Yeah, yeah these niggas not slime enough
Yeah, yeah these bitches ain't slime enough
Yeah, yeah these niggas not slime enough

I slime you out, seen I have you on this wing jet
I slime you out, and split it with the team, yeah
I slime you out, we pull up with the sting, yeah
I slime you out, pink water with a machine, yeah
I slime you out, I slime you motherfuckers out
I slime you out, we comin' burnin' up your house
I slime you out, you can see it in my eyes
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

I scream "Slime, slime, slime"
They come in a rush
I got snakes tatted on me and my chain on my neck
I slimed up my grandma
Diamonds on my Cartiers
I see Ford and Farrakhan (woo)
I know niggas gettin' extorted, like the common cold
I done ate cereal out a plate, I done ate cereal out a bowl
Niggas ain't slimy enough, niggas ain't grimy enough
I got black diamonds like my grandpa Snuff
Way more money than you
Ain't no sympathy, no
Niggas'll wipe your nose like you're sick, you know
All my niggas shoot first like a damn intro
I get boxes of dough, Kimbo
You a slimy motherfucker Karlae, tell 'em the truth
You catch a body for me motherfucker, tell 'em the truth
All of these baddies 'bout to think I'm super slimey for them
But you don't have a single motherfucka that's like you
Yeah

Yeah, yeah these bitches ain't slime enough
Yeah, yeah these niggas not slime enough
Yeah, yeah these bitches ain't slime enough
Yeah, yeah these niggas not slime enough

I slime you out
All these other bitches thirsty, they want clout (they want clout)
Dick in her mouth (dickin your mouth)
I'm on her hip like a pouch (pouch)
She like when I'm beat her down (down)
Marryin' bales in the town
I was just servin' them ounces
Now we poppin' them bottles
We all in the VIP and we standin' on couches
Surrounded by nothin' but vultures
I gotta keep it in motion (motion)
You see me, you know that I'm totin' (totin')
Playin' 'bout none of my bros
And if I see you, I'm wipin' your nose

I slime you out, seen I have you on this wing jet
I slime you out, and split it with the team, yeah
I slime you out, we pull up with the sting, yeah
I slime you out, pink water with a machine, yeah
I slime you out, I slime you motherfuckers out
I slime you out, we comin' burnin' up your house
I slime you out, you can see it in my eyes
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Copyright: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): Durk D. Banks, Jeffrey Lamar Williams, Jerrika Karlae, Levi Bertrand De Jong