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Young Slime Juice

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Yeah, Yeah Eh, Okay
Run it, Run it, Yeah
Walk it out, Walk it out
Bitch
All of these niggas, they blind
All of these niggas, they
Bitch its Young Slime
When my music start to clime
Niggas hittin' up my phone
And bitches stay up on my line
Haters wanna hate but hesitate to open up they mind
I got tunnel vision you can’t see because you fucking blind
I know finna blow bitch I work every day
If you wanna tell me different I might hand you fade
I’ve been whipping in the kitchen got my hands on the pay
If I Make the right decision then a man could get paid
Wish a nigga lemme walk
I’ve been rollin' up the wood to get knocked
I’ve been riding with the team with the flock
We been chillin' in the sky with the hawks
Straight to the face
I've been smoking it straight to the face
Brings my mind to a different place
Where there’s no limit to lines I create
Critically cut off the cynical race
I am just simply giving a taste
I am just simply giving a taste
To my mind because it is a gate
To the darker parts
That might dark your heart
If I take you there you’ll be ripped apart
Got a God-given talent called musical art
One day I’ll stand up on top of the charts
She ate my heart now I look at a different
I split us up using laws of division
No time to wait I just made the decision
Cuz I’m no simp but I’m simply pimpin'
Bitch its Young Slime
When my music start to clime
Niggas hittin' up my phone
And bitches stay up on my line
Haters wanna hate but hesitate to open up they mind
I got tunnel vision you can’t see because you fucking blind
I know finna blow bitch I work every day
If you wanna tell me different I might hand you fade
I’ve been whipping in the kitchen got my hands on the pay
If I Make the right decision then a man could get paid
Wish a nigga lemme walk
I’ve been rollin' up the wood to get knocked
I’ve been riding with the team with the flock
We been chillin' in the sky with the hawks
Niggas they love to chatter
But they opinion it really don’t matter
Hop in the kitchen I'm whipping the batter
Smokin' that dope and I’m flying to Saturn
That shorty booty could not get much fatter
You a Mad Hatter
With a bad habit
You’d get fired from lids cuz you bad at capping
All these niggas Jason cuz they backstabbing
Meanwhile, I’m Freddy I live in your dreams
Niggas can’t harm me I’m Canada's geese
I got an army they planning to eat
Enter my mind I’ve been making the T’s
Duffle the bag put it under the seat
If I got a case then I’m making a brief
F*ck out my face and just watch for you sneeze
In case you forgot let me introduce me
Bitch its Young Slime
When my music start to clime
Niggas hittin' up my phone
And bitches stay up on my line
Haters wanna hate but hesitate to open up they mind
I got tunnel vision you can’t see because you fucking blind
I know finna blow bitch I work every day
If you wanna tell me different I might hand you fade
I’ve been whipping in the kitchen got my hands on the pay
If I Make the right decision then a man could get paid
Wish a nigga lemme walk
I’ve been rollin' up the wood to get knocked
I’ve been riding with the team with the flock
We been chillin' in the sky with the hawks

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