SLIME MENTALITY

I need to talk to Mike Lowrey

Hello?

This is Mike Lowrey

I'm runnin' and I'm runnin' yeah (dubba-aa flex)

Uh, my mama slime, my sister slime, my brother slime

My daddy slime, yeah he slime (Louie Bandz made another one)

Aye how you wanna do it?

How you wanna do it nigga? (I'm in here)

Ayy 4k trey, free d-dawg

I'm on that same shit, ain't nobody safe (this is the sound)

Lets go!

Boom bow, pussy bitch don't try to run now

Fuck nigga ain't have his head on

I'ma make sure that these niggas hear me through the headphones

I've been cooling but these pussy bitches, just won't leave me 'lone

Crack you in ya' shit just to see what's on yo' mind

I'm youngboy, yb kayla with me, yeah she slime

Police on my ass gotta watch the way I'm slidin'

He acting hype, I slime him down to ease his mind

Yeah, I pull up acting in a 4-door

You would think my niggas with me in this bitch, but boy I'm solo

And meechie in the south but still would come and kick yo' front door

Broke geekin' out that south but wilding out, bitch if you don't know

I'm telling you niggas, I drop a bag just to finish you niggas

He think it's done, but that's his ass, I'm gon' get rid of you niggas

At a show or anything bitch we gon hit at you niggas

I want them all thats on my dawg, bitch we gon' get at you niggas

Peep your block and try to catch a nigga outside

I'm thuggin' for real, I tell ya' bitch I cross the low line

I'm bout mine, lets slang iron, three run down with that Glock 9

Muthafuck if they clutchin', they all in trouble I'ma buss mine

Hold on, grew up in the fire, huh

He came out of slime, huh

He don't wanna talk cause you gon' die, yeah ('cause you gon' die)

Muthafucka who come behind, huh

'Cause bitch we slinging iron, huh

Take his ass up top like high five, yeah

Don't give a fuck about who you call, or who come out of town

The city know we step on shit, I'm slime

Don't give a fuck bout who they round

'Cause we gon get them all

We ain't the ones to rep on bitch

Check out my murder man dance, look

Pull on side him, dump a hunnid in a car (boom bow)

Catch you slippin', then you ain't gon' see tomorrow (uh-uh)

This for dump behind, him we dyin' hard

I go by top, get out yo' top, I draw the sword

Everybody in here slimming with a nigga

There ain't no shit, they don't want no problem with a nigga

These hoes ain't shit, I put a remy on a pillow

Mention an opp, I tell her stop until it build up (bitch, dumb)

Bro just wrote me in a message and I read it, what it said?

Jose up you about your ex and then he dead

I'm banging green but I get mad and leave out red

I been that nigga, you gon get that through your head

Bitch, yeah

Grew up in the fire, huh

He came out of slime, huh

He don't wanna talk cause you gon' die, yeah ('cause you gon' die)

Muthafucka who come behind, huh

Cause bitch we slinging iron, huh

Take his ass up top like high five, yeah

Don't give a fuck about who you call, or who come out of town

The city know we step on shit, I'm slime

Don't give a fuck bout who they round

Cause we gon get them all

We ain't the ones to rep on bitch

Check out my murder man dance, look

Grew up in the fire, huh

He came out of slime, huh

He don't wanna talk cause you gon' die, yeah (you gon' die)

Don't give a fuck 'bout who come behind, huh

Cause bitch we slinging iron, huh

Take his ass up top like high five, yeah

Don't give a fuck about who you call, or who come out of town

The city know we step on shit

And I don't care who they round

Cause we gon get them all

We ain't the ones to rep on bitch