(COUPE)
(20Rocket on this bitch, so it's gon' knock)
How y'all doin' today? I'm Slime, I'm Nudy
You know, my government is Quantavious
You know what I mean? And I have a problem
I can't help it but here I'm here to tell y'all my problems

You know I am addicted to the gun and violence (violence)
My lifestyle is these sticks and bales and money, I'm all in (all in)
You know I feel like Squeaker, yeah, the streets is callin' (they callin')
And yes I am a trapper, I'm a trappaholic (a trapper)
I never thought about 'em, be up on the trap shit (trap shit)
Then I switched it up and then I came to rappin' (the rap shit)
But all this shit started with the gun I robbed in (I'm robbin')
I always get that money, I ain't never starvin' (never)

Yeah, jump up out that Hellcat, I got hell up in that pussy (okay now)
Hope a nigga lookin' 'cause I know that nigga pussy (damn, nigga)
I'm a player too, what I'm doin', I'm not a rookie (uh-uh)
And I'm havin' money, nigga got plenty (plenty)
Blue hunnids, stick 'em in these skinnies (in these skinnies)
And I got my gun and it hold plenty (hold plenty)
Hell nah, bullshit, I ain't with it (I ain't with it)
But I can get with it, you wanted smoke? I do give it (yes, I do give it)
And yes, I'm here playin' with a lot of stickies (lot of stickies)
I hear you niggas stuck in the wrong situation (wrong situation)
Shoot some', shoot to kill, nigga, is you gon' make it? (Is you gon' make it?)
Know I take licks, know I take hits (yeah, okay)
Know I'm real 'bout whatever I'm doin', know I take shit (yes, I am, uh-huh)
And I'm always keepin' rock solid, not no fake shit (rock solid)
I'm so one-thousand, never been no hater (one-thousand)
Ninety-nine percent with these niggas, no, not one hunnid (no, I'm not)
Slime a nigga out for that money, that there one hunnid (Yeah)
I don't fuck with none of you niggas, you niggas' opps to me (damn)
And you know I'm fuckin' these bitches, these bitches starin' (uh)
Bitches lookin' stallion, hit her with the diamond (uh)
Oh, she seen your shine? (Yeah) check out my wrist, ho (wrist)
Diggin' in my nose (ugh), see the boogers on my wrist, ho (ugh)
Million dollar nigga, look like a million dollar lick, ho (million dollar)
Know they wanna wipe me but they ain't got the nuts though (nah, nigga)
Nigga, you been broke and I see it and it gon' show (I do)
And you see I'm havin' money, you niggas thought I was broke (nah)
Rich as fuck, yeah, takin' drugs, yeah
Just to make the pain go away 'cause every day
I think about gettin' one of you niggas' smoked (I do)
And every day, I say I don't wanna be like this no more (I don't)
But every time the gangster shit just come across my head (my head)
I sit back and I think back, like, "Damn, I love it" (I love it)

You know I am addicted to the gun and violence (violence)
My lifestyle is these sticks and bales and money, I'm all in (all in)
You know I feel like Squeaker, yeah, the streets is callin' (they callin')
And yes I am a trapper, I'm a trappaholic (a trapper)
I never thought about 'em, be up on the trap shit (trap shit)
Then I switched it up and then I came to rappin' (the rap shit)
But all this shit started with the gun I robbed in (I'm robbin')
I always get that money, I ain't never starvin' (never)

Is the hook too long?

Copyright: EMPIRE PUBLISHING, Songtrust Ave
Writer(s): Delvin Northcut, Edward Maclin Cooper III, Quantavious T. Thomas