Текст песни Slimey - MoneyMarr

Uh, MoneyMarr
What? Bah
Youngest Trapper 2
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, what? Bah

Move too swift with the chop, niggas never can find me
Run in his house, kick door ′cause I'm slimy
You can′t come on my block 'cause my brothers, they grimy
Bust down, all of my bloodas, they shinin'
Out LA, think I made the connect
Disrespect and I aim at your neck
MoneyMarr, bitch, I ran up a check

You ain′t ′bout what you 'bout, nigga, stop claimin′ sets

Walk in the mall, drop a bag, and I flex
Try beat the pussy up, try beat the cat
Bitch, it's 2019, got my foot on they neck
Put the work in the trap and I got make it stretch
You wasn′t talkin' ′bout bags, niggas really ain't get that
Niggas callin' my phone, hard work, can′t miss that
Got Amiri jeans on, yeah, you niggas can′t drip that
I'ma step in Balenci, your face, I′ma kick that
Niggas be cap, niggas be hat
Niggas be rap, niggas say they do that
Say he slide with them Glocks, he don't really do that
Rich junkie from the South, bitch, I feel like do that
S-L-A-T-T, slime, that′s slatt
Straight drop from the CVS, high off the Tech
If you talkin' that shit, put that iron on your neck
MoneyMarr trap hard, I′ma grind for a check
Big Gun Squad shit, I hop out with the TEC, bah
Draco got the chop, bullets flyin' like a check, grrt, grrt, boom
He got shot then he went to go cry on the 'net, uh, uh
We got too many sticks, nigga, y′all ain′t a threat, uh
Fat butt bitch threw it back and she wet
46-28, know I post on the Hat
Yeah, I trap with the gang, I can't trap with a rat
Hid the stick in the whip, I was high, it got wrecked
Put my bitch in Dior, she look fine when she step

In New York just to shop, I ain′t lyin', I got racks
Got the stick, I ain′t blind, you ain't slime and that′s facts

Move too swift with the chop, niggas never can find me
Run in his house, kick door 'cause I'm slimy
You can′t come on my block ′cause my brothers, they grimy
Bust down, all of my bloodas, they shinin'
Out LA, think I made the connect

Disrespect and I aim at your neck
MoneyMarr, bitch, I ran up a check
You ain′t 'bout what you ′bout, nigga, stop claimin' sets (Bitch)

Youngest Trapper 2