Just Sayin

[Intro] Everybody wan' be a slime, we ain't gon' give 'em no chance Main mans in the ground, no more new friends (DMC, you global now, nigga) I ain't playin' with the chop, I got one more man I already took my time, now I get my bag from the man [Chorus] How I'ma end up with racks, by not playin' with pussy cats Surrounded myself with slatts, so we feastin' on a rat Show respect when you speak of slime, say somethin' [?] or you get whacked Every day I stuff a dime in this drip and pop tags Lately, I been in my bag My mama just made a new Jag' Bought my daddy a Porsche Cayenne Got my brothers a big old advance All these racks, I can't keep up my pants I'm so high, I don't wanna land [?] stitching, blow stacks on my Bape (Hood Baby) So I cannot give you no chance This what I'm sayin' [Verse] I wake up and go play with bands I spend these hundreds like a fan Got money, mind on advance And a nigga ain't playin' For these Cubans, drum 'em like a band And landmines if they land No cap, I'm just sayin' We can make another Afghanistan Drip to my boot, drip to my boot with Lil Bool Yeah, BlocBoy, shoot anyone, any dude Got a purple masseuse rubbin' my back, not just juice Want a filling, no tooth Baby, when I'm getting that head from you Red dot, headshot, shit, I don't need target practice All black, redeye, in the brand new Hellcat, smashin' Drop these dots, ain't none of them lasting Drop the dot, doo-doo they ass [Chorus] How I'ma end up with racks, by not playin' with pussy cats Surrounded myself with slatts, so we feastin' on a rat Show respect when you speak of slime, say somethin' [?] or you get whacked Every day I stuff a dime in this drip and pop tags Lately, I been in my bag My mama just made a new Jag' Bought my daddy a Porsche Cayenne Got my brothers a big old advance All these racks, I can't keep up my pants I'm so high, I don't wanna land [?] stitching, blow stacks on my Bape (Hood Baby) So I cannot give you no chance This what I'm sayin' [Outro] Everybody wan' be a slime, we ain't gon' give 'em no chance Main mans in the ground, no more new friends I ain't playin' with the chop, I got one more man I already took my time, now I get my bag from the man