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I ain't never been a bitch and you can die bout my respect
Yo hoe said she know me what's yo name bitch I forget
They said SLiM look like a slave this diamond chain gone choke my neck
I told boy that he a bitch he say he wanna hit I said thats a bet
And I got my first tat at 14 sitting right on the porch
If the cops come I run a 4 flat you won't catch me in court
I be smoking good gas I get geeked like a dork
And if you try me boy that's yo ass lil boy I'll burn you like a torch
I be smoking blunts back to back it turned my lips black
I just snuck stole his sack he said he want his shit back
I told that boy to just come
Just come get ya bitch back
And you ain't no plug to me cause yo gas don't even smell like piss pack
At yo kickback just plotting to steal yo stash boy
My lil bro ran off with yo shit cause we just need them racks boy
Silencer on the Glock
Shots don't make sounds
And I'm balling on you niggas you still sitting out of bounds
I just told that bitch that I'm gone do you bad so don't chase after me
And that lil boy said he want some gas tax his broke ass a fee
You a feign and I'm a plug so yo paycheck get passed to me
You a goof tripping off that hoe but boy I already beat

I'm like whoa yea whoa yeah
I can't fold yea
Woah yea
They said $LiM a Soulja
Woah yea whoa
I'm a Toolie toter
Whoa yeah whoa yeah I'm like whoa yeah