SLIME 5

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track produced by @prodfaint
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{“FACE LIFT” lyrics} 
[Prod. Vampi]



[Chorus]
Yea
Toe tag get ya face lift
Yeen getting money right now, nah yeen on the first basis
Top 5 be my rank
Me n my gang started smoking dank shit
Yeen never had racks you could take to the bank
Yea pour 4s in my drank
Way life goes feel like Hank

[verse]
Can’t feel my lungs smokin on dank
Slur my words sippin on drank
My brudda like shaq go hard in that paint
Get a lot of drugs, feel like I sank
Die on my cross, chrome heart wit saint (ysl)
I dropped like 700 on a f***in rain coat
I’m in Cincinnati wit the f***in bengals
Dat boy a f***in meme he like Kurt angle
Tryna slice him down by the f***in angle
She a lil freak hoe, love to do anal
Bullets go, “Bap,Bap”  watch his body dangle
Watch his body die
Love to laugh baby I’m a funny guy
High life prices baby I get really fly
Choppa steady singin like he Billie e.
Atb the muddaf***in gang
That shit tatted yea it’s all in my brain
I call him twin cause we really the same
I think it’s gay when they mention my name
I think it’s gay when the mention my squad
Roll wit my squad like it’s peas in a pod
Niggas be cap telling stories like raud
All my bitches brown skin they broad
Can’t beef wit a rat, can’t beef wit a fraud
Can’t beef snake, can’t beef wit a chameleon
I need them bands, yea, I still need my million
I got like two cups stuck in my feelings
Giving my life away bitch what’s the dealings
Shit blowing up yea it’s goin thru ceilings 
What you know bout racks wit da gang, oh yea
Tall dark skin and I got long hair
Niggas wanna hate like I’m supposed to care
Dreamed bout ricks now I got my pair
Cdgs fits ion know what to wear
They say Rackië to lit this shit unfair

[Chorus]
Yea
Toe tag get ya face lift
Yeen getting money right now, nah yeen on the first basis
Top 5 be my rank
Me n my gang started smoking dank shit
Yeen never had racks you could take to the bank
Yea pour 4s in my drank
Way life goes feel like Hank

Written by me nig

FACE LIFT

{“AGENDA” lyrics} 
[Prod. Prodwavv]


{intro}
Need bands like it’s on my wish list 
Yea
I was in a brand new whip oh yuh
Had to get used to this shit okay 
I know they mad I keep talking bout bands
But I jus know they coming my way
I get my bands bitch im paid
You could get cut off bitch no fade 
I got a Spanish hoe ole
I get this guap I’m a- okay
Bitch it’s top 5 matter fact, top 1
Can’t hear what you sayin yeen talking bout nun
Bitch im the father, niggas my sons
Niggas could box, yea we got guns
Yea got hella shooters, got runs
Yea we got za, yea we got runtz
Imma go face like 17 blunts
Bring the Ks out, got enemy hunts
Call up my twin he really do stunts
Since a kid, knew my plan, I had to go head get my bands 
So much damn money can’t fit in my pants
Switch up the fashion hadda change my stance

{hook}
I get geeked up den do my dance
I get geeked up den do my dance
I get geeked up den do my dance
I get geeked up den do make dem bands

{verse}
Yea I seen the light I had take a chance
Man I can’t wait to go in and sign my advance 
If Yo bitch, she bad, I might glance
First class i might jus go take a trip up to France
Cdgs not no vans
She geek hard she love to take xans
Throw ass, she ain’t got no mans
Oh yea, imma throw a couple bands
Oh yea, got bands in my pocket
You know me, yea I ball like the rockets
G-shock be the watch needa clock it
Check the name yea I been the top- ic
Copy my swag needa stop-
Copy my swag needa stop it
I got the K imma pop-
I got the K imma pop it
I told yo hoe to come over
You know that she finna bop it
I needa make this guap, go take trips in the muhfuckin tropic

{hook 2}
Woke up Monday made like 1700
I might go cop me a Rick fit
Stole off in the whip n im doin 200
Cruise off it’s a muhfuckin stick shift
Need bands like it’s on my wishlist 
Broke niggas they ain’t never gon get this
They ain’t know im a big, big, spender

{chorus}
Need bands yea it’s on my agenda
Yea 
okay, okay
Need bands yea it’s on my agenda
Yea 
okay, okay
They ain’t know im a big, big, spender
They ain’t know im a killer sender
2 am gettin racks through a vender
Need bands cause im living high fashion 
They ain’t know im a real big spender 
One thing to know fasho
Got racks yea it’s on my agenda
Got racks yea it’s on my agenda

AGENDA

{“ENOUGH” Lyrics}  
[prod. Noevdv]

[intro]

Huh
Uh, Huh,
Yea
Huh, uh
Uh

[chorus]

I’m off the x, yea I’m booted up
All black my fashion yea, I’m clean bitch, yea I’m suited up
Yo bitch in my room, wit ha ass out, yea that bitch she tooted up
Yea I rock the presidential, S class whip, no you can’t shoot it up
Bend it over baby yea toot it up
Girl you did enough
All them niggas that you jus bin hittin huh
I got mad hoes, Ian hittin up
Pop a perky baby, Ian gettin up
And my diamonds sittin lookin really tuff
All that shit you posting, is it really bluff?
Ion gaf, Ian gettin cuffed
Tryna make my money hit the ceiling bruh

[verse]

Huh, yea
Yea
8 a.m. trappin out Atlanta 
Double cup pourin out the fanta
You got niggas and I got hoes
Yea gah damn that make me santa
Yea I kick a bitch out like kung fu panda
It make me mad when I chill wit these niggas so I get this green like I’m fuckin Bruce banner
Remember the day we met at the function 
Ian een know how my body would function 
Let’s roll the blunt up, the grabba be punching 
Not tryna be sober let’s have a discussion
2 a.m. yo pussy be Bussin
2 years later you steady be fussin
I’m 18 don’t got time to be crushin 
Late night callin n im having you blushin 

[chorus]

I’m off the x, yea I’m booted up
All black my fashion yea, I’m clean bitch, yea I’m suited up
Yo bitch in my room, wit ha ass out, yea that bitch she tooted up
Yea I rock the presidential, S class whip, no you can’t shoot it up
Bend it over baby yea toot it up
Girl you did enough
All them niggas that you jus bin hittin huh
I got mad hoes, Ian hittin up
Pop a perky baby, Ian gettin up
And my diamonds sittin lookin really tuff
All that shit you posting, is it really bluff?
Ion gaf, Ian gettin cuffed
Tryna make it, stack it to the ceiling bruh

ENOUGH

{“THROW EM UP” Lyrics}  [prod. Janoutspace]

[Chorus]

Yea
If you wit yo gang right now, throw it up
If you makin bands right now, throw it up
Bitch I’m wit my gang
If you got problems right now, throw em up
It’s so many problems in this life style, ready to give em up

[Verse]

My brother was down bad had to go head n pick em up
500 my fit now, hadda go head flick em up
Autumar all on my wrist, it’s singing like wick
Yea I got them racks in my pocket, gah damn yea, oh yea im sick
Got Ysl jeans on me
Ksubi all over my feet
Hell nah I’m not recording yo feat
Oh yea gotta pay you a fee
ARPs and them big Ks, yea we shootin straight thru yo V
Remember days rocking good fellow, now n days nigga I got goyard my tee
Vvs all over my teeth
Bad bitch and she all on my D
Top Flo I’m the capital G
I might be ysl I been pushing 🅿️
I jus bought the whip, I jus crashed the V
I been cruising shit, I been had the key
Top 5 my rank
Number 1 yea nigga that’s me
It’s jus me n my kup in dis bitch
I got diamonds like all over my wrist
Remember the days I was fuckin his bitch
I remember them days I was taking them drugs, I was slitting my wrist
Hell nah can’t live like this
Top Flo imma pass it to my kids
They don’t get it, they don’t get the gist

[chorus]

Yea
If you wit yo gang right now, throw it up
If you makin bands right now, throw it up
Bitch I’m wit my gang
If you got problems right now, throw em up
It’s so many problems in this life style, had to give em up

[outro]

It’s so many problems in this life style, had to give em
so many problems in this life style, had to give em up
N I got these diamonds on me yea I had to give em
Yea I got these diamonds on me yea I had to feel em up

THROW EM UP

{“TRIPS” Lyrics}  
[prod. Key Kelly]

Okay yea, huh 7x
Ion know why they stealing up the swag
Ion know why they stealing up the drip
Ion know why they never in they bag
Way im shooting that glocky on my hip
Ain’t no pump fake im shooting off the rip
Yea I be high I be taking hella trips
Slime 5 gang wit all the shit
I’m tryna take my gang on a trip
I’m tryna make these bands and make it flip
I poured a pint up I’m bound to take a sip
They love my music it’s blasting in the whip
I’m tryna take my gang on a trip
I’m tryna buy my mom her favorite whip
I’m tryna take off, bitch im tryna dip
Bitch I’m finna dip, gotta take a trip
Slime 5 ATB the fuckin gang
ain’t switching up like it’s tatted on my name
Ain’t no switching lil bitch I been the same
Ain’t nun change but, the amount of fuckin change 
Ain’t nun change but, the diamonds on my chain
Ain’t nun change but the diamonds on my necklace 
Down bad was really moving reckless 
I remember days name was on the checklist 
Okay real shit nigga you can check this
I got a gift yea, I gotta protect this
Every step I took is perfected
Number 1 like I’m projected
I was down bad, got rejected
I got money nigga that’s the method
And yo hoe acting overzealous
And I know a nigga really jealous 
In that mode nigga, bout to drop a album 
Niggas copy me, wish I never found them
I’m a dripping faucet, like a water fountain 
Bitch I beat the odds like I climbed a mountain
I beat these niggas like i got a belt
I spent 500 on my BB belt
I put diamonds on it, it’s a Fiji melt
I got raf Simmons on me
AKs on me
High life fashion nigga it ain’t cheap
All this fashion on me nigga it ain’t free
How to find a way nigga on me
Oh woah-ohh-ohh
Had to start a trend nigga on me
Yea woah-ohh-ohh
Yea on me
Why they stealing up the swag
Why they stealing up the drip
I make these hatin niggas mad
I’m fuckin on these niggas bitch
Checking out on my fit
I rock diamonds n I rock these rick
Vvs all on my wrist
Let em copy imma change the fit

TRIPS

{“UPWITME” lyrics}
 [prod. Instellarway]

Yea
Roll a 3.5 tell em get up wit me
Yea it’s lil rack I been fuckin up the bity
Yea told em get the key I been I fuckin up the city
Bitch told me to kill her, I’m killin da kitty
In love with the twins, told her pop out the titties
If I’m sign the deal, then I’m signing $350k
Yea yea fuck niggas they can’t fuck wit me
Yea yea im the king of this shit they ain’t fuckin wit 50
Yea I’m the king of the south
In love with this freak hoe, she love how she working her mouth
Yea, knew the mission Im finishing it
Oh yea, suck the dick she replenishing it
Yea I’m the king diminishing it
And lil bitch I’m the goat playing tennis n shit
Ion know what I’m doing?
Ion know what im doing?
Lil bitch in fluent
Yea I really be zoomin
And I really be cruising in 2 6 boomin
Yea, yea
And the trap be jumpin
Real shit,
get wit me
Touchdown, I could fuck up yo city
Tryna get rich?
Yea, you wanna get wit me
Yea
Yea
I really jus been goin through it
Remember them dark days I was missing school,
yea they was marking me as “truant”
I was down bad and I knew it
Being great nigga nothing to it
Went and got a check nigga went n blue it
when I say that nigga mean these checks
When I say that nigga mean these bills,
now I got these diamonds dancing on my neck
In da crib posted in the hills,
But I’m dancing lil uzi new Patek
Wanna beef wit me, it’s a fat chance
We be shooting niggas out ya neck
I got choppas singing like they tec 
Me n slime nigga neck n neck
I got hoes giving up the neck
In Toronto posted up wit beck
Moving first class in a jet
I’m in dis bih n I got the trap jumping
If I lose then it’s double or nothing 
I stuff up her stomach, like motherfuckin stuffin
I keep spittin fiyah my mouth is oven
I gave you the D but I don’t do the loving 
All bad hoes tell em get up with me
Wit lil jay tell them hoes fuck wit me
Keep dropping hits, can’t get enough of me 
Oh nah, that’s fax
Oh nah, that real
Geek up I’m popping the pill
Yea, my slime?
They keeping it real
Yea I might spazz, they tell me to chill
Yea I might black out, this shit not a drill
I keep a heater, the muhfuckin steele
Top 5 my gang, 
Slime 5️⃣ fr!!

AGENDA

RACKIË (RAX)

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