No PT - Slime Language Lyrics

Lyrics Slime Language - No PT



This that slime language fuck do you mean?
Think my jeweler a cop he be making me freeze
She drop the low then she drop to her knees
She fucked and layed down like she don't gotta leave
Bitches see Eli forget how to breath
Prolly cause he gotta whole lotta cheese
Whole lotta bullets I spray like febreze
Whole lotta smoke make a whole lotta tees
I'm riding round with more shots then a doctor
I'm fly as a pilot while playing with choppers
I'm sipping lean out the bottle like toddlers
If we can't find you but the beam on your partner
Whole lotta speed Nigga breaking the throttle
Whole lotta mags and a whole lotta models
Whole lotta hoes and whole lotta dollars
Got yo hoe off the bottle dove in I need googles
Tell that I'm not Bruce lee I don't know how to kick it
Money taller than MC it's taller than midgets
Think the hoe tryna sign me I pull up she spitting
Posted up in a jet I ain't talm bout the trenches
When she feeling freaky only time that she see me
Bitches love PT they got him on repeat
And the fit cost a trey I been feeling like CP
With them macs like a PC they spinning like CD's
Took a break now my pockets is bigger
Give dick to my white hoe she calling me Nigga
We got more K's in this bitch than the klu klux
Nigga try me get a shot it ain't liquor
Nigga try me he get sent to the preacher
Need every slice of my dough like a pizza
I play black and white hoes like keys Alicia
Ain't in to good girls I need a Trisha
It's getting hot in this bitch take my jacket off
Before I'll chase a bitch I'll be jacking off
And that beef shit dead if it's cat involved
Prolly dove in the pussy like cannon ball
Even at Windixie lil bitch I was bagging it up
Got yo hoe in my room she was gaging it up
Shawty hit me say let's put the bags in the trunk
That's the engine hoe go put the bags in the front
We be fishing and shit I might show you the rod
I been smoking with Blake I feel closer to god
I got one car sitting in a ten car garage
Hoes tryna get freaky like nicki we finna have a ménage
Niggas gone take it as word if I spoke it
Shordy say Eli the goat and they know it
Hoes could fill up a roster they think that I'm coaching
PT the QB all my niggas got motion
This that slime language fuck do you mean?
Think my jeweler a cop he be making me freeze
She drop the low then she drop to her knees
She fucked and layed down like she don't gotta leave
Bitches see Eli forget how to breath
Prolly cause he gotta whole lotta cheese
Whole lotta bullets I spray like febreze
Whole lotta smoke make a whole lotta tees
This that slime language fuck do you mean?
Think my jeweler a cop he be making me freeze
She drop the low then she drop to her knees
She fucked and layed down like she don't gotta leave
Bitches see Eli forget how to breath
Prolly cause he gotta whole lotta cheese
Whole lotta bullets I spray like febreze
Whole lotta smoke make a whole lotta tees



Writer(s): Elijah Collins


No PT - Days B4 Horrorland - EP
Album Days B4 Horrorland - EP
date of release
01-10-2022




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