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YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Slime Mentality lyrics

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Slime Mentality by YoungBoy Never Broke Again


Intro]
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 slime sh*t, ain’t nobody safe (This is the sound)
Lets Go!
[Verse 1]
Boom bow, pussy b**ch don’t try to run now
f**k nigga ain’t have his head on
I’ma make sure these niggas hear me through the headphones
I’ve been cooling but these pussy b**ches, just won’t leave me ‘lone
Crack you in ya’ sh*t 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 b**ch, 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, b**ch 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 b**ch we gon hit at you niggas
I want them all thats on my dawg, b**ch we gon’ get at you niggas
Peep your block and try to catch a nigga outside
I’m thuggin’ for real, I tell ya’ b**ch I cross the low line, I’m bout mine, lets slang iron
Three run down with that Glock 9, Muthaf**k if they clutchin’
They all in trouble I’ma buss mine
[Chorus]
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)
Muthaf**ka who come behind, huh
Cause b**ch we slinging iron, huh
Take his ass up top like high five, yeah
Don’t give a f**k about who you call, or who come out of town
The city know we step on sh*t, I’m slime
Don’t give a f**k bout who they round
Cause we gon get them all
We ain’t the ones to rep on b**ch
Check out my murder man dance, look
[Verse 2]
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 sh*t, they don’t want no problem with a nigga
These hoes ain’t sh*t, I put a Remy on a pillow
Mention an opp, I tell her stop until it build up (b**ch, 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
b**ch, yeah
[Chorus]
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)
Muthaf**ka who come behind, huh
Cause b**ch we slinging iron, huh
Take his ass up top like high five, yeah
Don’t give a f**k about who you call, or who come out of town
The city know we step on sh*t, I’m slime
Don’t give a f**k bout who they round
Cause we gon get them all
We ain’t the ones to rep on b**ch
Check out my murder man dance, look
[Outro]
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 f**k ’bout who come behind, huh
Cause b**ch we slinging iron, huh
Take his ass up top like high five, yeah
Don’t give a f**k about who you call, or who come out of town
The city know we step on sh*t
And I don’t care who they round
Cause we gon get them all
We ain’t the ones to rep on b**ch



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