Lyrics
(Like, on bro')
(On bro', like)
(Slimetime, Slimetime, Slimetime)
OH MY GOD, DID FINATIC MAKE THIS? (Rrahh-rrahh)
On bro', I did! (On the set, niggas know what the fuck goin' on)
On bro', on bro' (Like)
I remember this one bitch, I gave her my heart and I sat back, thinkin', "I know what she do"
Tell GoSLIME, "I'ma blow like a flute"
Niggas talk on my manz, but, they never spin thru
And, they call me "KeemB, Mr. StayWithTheJuice"
Tryna slide thru they block and makin' a move
On bro' and i'm makin' a move
Get tapped in ya head, tryna spin with a deuce, like
I don't care what you did
I'll come thru ya block, then, i'll throw it
I hop in that shark and I bet you, i'll hold it
On the track, niggas think i'm a poet
Like, Gunna got clapped, man, that lil nigga folded
Tryna swing thru my block? That's how you get toasted
Two glocks, yea, this shit got a full clip
Bitch is a bop, she suck on the whole dick
On bro', like, niggas be cap when you see them in-person, this shit got a beam and I call it a "G-LOCK"
On bro', you can't run from the G-LOCK
Bro' tried to run, he got hit with a green dot
Niggas be dumb, tryna spin with 380s?
Watch this, he get rocked like a baby
Gunna got shot, should've had him a Stacy
Niggas be tight, cuz' i'm fuckin' they lady
Seen a opp, made a movie, some shit niggas re-watch, fuck is a G-Shock?
Fifty round drum, gettin' stuffed in the G-Lock
Bro' got a thirty bop', stuffed in the G-Lock
Red, blue, greentips makin' ya bean pop
Where is yall at? I'm tryna see if the beef hot
On bro', tryna see what the beef 'bout
On to the next block, we had to reroute
Gang 4-deep in a Jeep, bring the Gz out
Walk in the party, I bet you they leave out
If you clamin' it's beef? I'ma see 'bout
We in a X5, wearin' no seatbelt
If it's a shark, i'm holdin' that V' down
Missin' my niggas, just with they could see now
Opp bitch fishy, i'm smellin that sea-town
Grrahh-grrahh- boom, how that muhfuckin' G' sound
Too many opps, new blocks, tryna see 'bout
Niggas be too bummy, kids look too beat down