This for the (feat. Quando Rondo)

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Slime

Aye

This for them bitches that's thinkin' they real

But really, they fake (Really, they fake)

This for them **** that's thinkin' they thuggin'

But really they ain't, yeah (But really they ain't)

This for them **** that really be trappin'

Up out of the Wraith (Out of the Wraith)

I married the chopper, you know that she with it

I call her my bae (I call her my bae)

These **** ain't shit, yeah

Don't know why they hatin' on me

I'ma run up that money, I steady be stuntin'

Got blue faced hunnids on me (Blue faced hunnids)

I'ma keep goin' in and it keep on comin'

Lotta faces on me

I'm chasin' that money from Monday to Sunday

Got a big bank on me

I do the dash in the winter (Yeah)

Young **** fly like propeller (Yeah)

DJ Khaled, man, I need me another one

When we do it, do it better (Yeah)

No, I'm not writin' no letter (I'm not)

NBA, new Rockefeller

These bitches ain't shit, wanna suck on my dick

Find out that she fucked my **** (My ****)

If she raisin' her voice, I'ma battle (Bitch)

She tell me to go, I go faster

I think that I'm losin' my stamina

I think that I need me a challenger

Back at it again, just me and twins

Tag teamin' her friend, we havin' her

She say that she real, but I know that she fake

Lil' shorty told me ain't no cappin' her (Ain't no cappin' her)

This for them bitches that's thinkin' they real

But really, they fake (Really, they fake)

This for them **** that's thinkin' they thuggin'

But really they ain't, yeah (But really they ain't)

This for them **** that really be trappin'

Up out of the Wraith (Out of the Wraith)

I married the chopper, you know that she with it

I call her my bae (I call her my bae)

These **** ain't shit, yeah

Don't know why they hatin' on me

I'ma run up that money, I steady be stuntin'

Got blue faced hunnids on me (Blue faced hunnids)

I'ma keep goin' in and it keep on comin'

Lotta faces on me

I'm chasin' that money from Monday to Sunday

Got a big bank on me

Too many bags in my bank account (No cap)

A lot of blue hunnids in large amounts

Got a brick of some dope, put that shit on the boat

When it comes to that money, we ain't runnin' out

No money buried in the Federal

**** hate, but they ain't on my level though

I swear that they know that we're compatible

Smokin' gelato and sippin' on medical

I'm really a felon, still grippin' the FN

Might catch me a case

Pull up to the show in a brand new Benz (Skrrt)

And we leave in a Wraith

I told all my **** it's no new friends

'Cause these **** be fake

I got out my feelings and got in the bag

Puttin' racks in the safe

All my ****, they crippin', they love the blue Benji's

I ran a check up, I guess that's why they envy

Every day, I be drippin' these brand new Balenci's

My shirt made by Louis, my shoes, they Givenchy (brrrap)

My girl like the Gucci, but I like the Fendi

This a deuce in my cup, I don't fuck with the Henny

These chains 'round my neck cost a brand new penny

If you try to go take it, get hit with the semi

I want the money, I want designer

I want that bitch 'cause she looking finer

I want the Louis, I want the Fendi

I mix Chanel belts with Givenchy

He cap when he rap, so no, I can't sign him

He forgot I was on, man, I had to remind him

I'm not lost on the sauce, every day, I be grindin'

Bust down Rollie, perfect timing

Bitches, this just for them bitches that's thinkin' they real

But really, they fake (Really, they fake)

This for them **** that's thinkin' they thuggin'

But really they ain't, yeah (But really they ain't)

This for them **** that really be trappin'

Up out of the Wraith (Out of the Wraith)

I married the chopper, you know that she with it

I call her my bae (I call her my bae)

These **** ain't shit, yeah (Let's go)

Don't know why they hatin' on me

I'ma run up that money, I steady be stuntin'

Got blue faced hunnids on me (Blue faced hunnids)

I'ma keep goin' in and it keep on comin'

Lotta faces on me

I'm chasin' that money from Monday to Sunday

Got a big bank on me (Slime)