Holla Back Slime

And my coke come white, like barkley wife

Can't stand how, these niggas be frontin

Dumpin off 8 shots, ain't hurtin nuttin

And who gives a fuck bout, who's spirits is better?

As long as my shit is dope when I put it together

Me and swizz with another one, hot forever

And you can call violator, for show that you whoof

I like a swizz beat, shit already come with a hook, it go

These bitches full of glicthes

Cause they snitch to much you do that to much

We will load you on tha bus and ship your ass

I got a pocket full of mass and I got a new task

Take out tha snitches and bitches and maybe in hip hop

There will be no more glicthes get at ya boy

Hey yo hype show them bitches that right

We dont need no mo glitches it time

For tha hype, so close tha 9 and have a good time

Mutha fucka I want ya to holla back slime, holla back slime

Hey yo this tha last verse ma pull out ya purse

Na ma dont do that fucka this isnt tha last verse

You see thugs on tha street wit nothin to eat

Y I made this beat for tha people strugglin in tha street

Ya know who I be h.y.p.e. These snitches aint got time

To open they eyes and see they bitches and now its time

To holla back slime,holla back slime,

Yo dis tha end of tha song all of my people

I want ya to holla back slime, slime slime

It hype time now it holla back slime, holla back slime

Yo dis aint tha end

Ya it is yo to all tha bitches buy my mutha fuckin

Cd u dum ass snitches