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Slimë (feat. Yeat)

V4.5-ALL

[Producer Tag] [Sampled Female Vocals] BNYX. [Verse 1: British Male Rapper Vocals] 'Wuddup', like I'm Chief Keef (Slatt) Roll deep, one of 'em come a WAP Got drillers on the East like Likkle T (Bow) And my black friend, he sayin' 'wagwan', I call him Teezy Put a boy in the TV All that talkin', they don't wanna see me I'm too smart, got a PhD (Lies) I just made a couple M's with a BBL My 'yard man' eatin' oxtail You be takin' too long, that is not sell Got the opps on my line, "What's the cocktail?" Call my cousin 'cause I think he sellin' Rotel I'm the reason why you call your block a 'hotel' See, I always get my opps when the block fail Ayy, I see my 'opp on opp' One bullet and I got two birds Hit the lottery with just two words That's 'Rico case', you a disgrace I just had a 'threesome', that's a 'three-case' Call my brother 'GOAT' 'cause he eat cake I'm in the 'mix', you get mixed like a cheesecake You don't wanna 'meet' my stick like it's fish bait N*ggas say they real, but I know it's 'clickbait' I was in the 'mix' when I was in my Bape days '08, young n*gga, used to ride a rollerblade Way back when my bro was a bro, before the Jakes I don't think they ready for me, they in denial I'm a winner, you a runner, I'm a Usain N*gga, you's a rap cap, you's a Wu-Tang N*gga, you's a rat, you a rap like D4L And I'm big enough to sell you to the cartel [Bridge] "How you get that chain?" [spoken] You know how I got it Like, come on, man You know who I am I ain't even gon' tell you, like [Chorus] One million, two million, three million, four (One, two, three, four) Five million, six million, seven million more (Five, six, seven more) You a broke boy, no b*tches, you ain't even scored They don't love you like they love me, I am him, for sure I am him, I'm the one He is me, I am him, and it's been proven You a clone, you a copy, you a duplicate Don't compare me to them n*ggas that ain't doin' sh*t [Verse 2: American Male Rapper Vocals with Hillbilly Accent with a deep pitch-correction] [Transpose: -5 Semitones] (tonnkkuhhhhhh) Hoes say, "Yeat, you country" Well, ho, you know that I am (ah yeah) I'm in the city and makin' it big, so I get back in the Ram (yeah yo) Bustin' it up with my gang, gang We on the sticks and the 'shrooms (Shrooms) Get back on the plane b*tch I'm 'bout to lift to the moon (ah yeah) I'm off the sh*ts, yeah, ho, yeah, b*tch I got some big boots on my kicks (yeah yo) I'm off the sh*ts, yeah, ho, yeah, b*tch I'm ridin' big wheels with the sticks (ah yeah) I'm off the sh*ts, yeah, ho, yeah, b*tch I'm wearin' big hats, got it stitched (yeah yo( I'm off the sh*ts, yeah, ho, yeah, b*tch I got a big-ass four, five I got a big-ass ho, wife I'm with the big-ass O, five I got a big-ass drum on the forty, it look like a nose pipe (twizzy) I got a big-ass knife I got a big-ass stick I got a big-ass hit I got a big-ass whip I got a big-ass check I got a big-ass rich I got a big-ass bed I got a big-ass b*tch I got a big-ass bag [Chorus] One million, two million, three million, four (One, two, three, four) Five million, six million, seven million more (Five, six, seven more) You a broke boy, no b*tches, you ain't even scored They don't love you like they love me, I am him, for sure I am him, I'm the one He is me, I am him, and it's been proven You a clone, you a copy, you a duplicate Don't compare me to them n*ggas that ain't doin' sh*t