OH MY GOD, DID FINATIC MAKE THIS? (Slimee-Slimee, Bow)
Grrahh
Grrahh-Grrahh
Bitch (Bow, Bow)
Lil5iveten, Lil5iveten
Lil5iveten, Lil5iveten (Im So Slimee)
Damn, on bro' , it was stitches on my hand
That shit wasn't part of the plan, but, f*ck it, i'll still beat up a nigga
Left hand swing, i'm sleepin' a nigga
If he on the ground, put feet on a nigga
He'll get jumped, we'll leap on a nigga
So, he better hide, i'm seekin' that nigga
Stole off on me, that shit was booty
Punch on his nugget, i'm throwin' a 2-piece
I'll kick him in his shit like Bruce Lee (Wah-yah)
Then, leave his shit in the grass like dookie
Niggas be gay, sweet, fruity
Actin' like bitches, they all moody
Grrahh-grrahh-grrahh
I make a scene with the clip, tryna shoot me a movie
And, lil bro' just chattin', he a rapper
These niggas be fake, actors
I can't do nothin' but laughter
Get me mad? Happily Ever After!
He'll get cooked, like a platter
He gettin' hooked up, he'll get took up
He ain't outside, lil bro' put up
He'll get dropped, face first, push-up
Strapped like Pampers, when I Pull-Up? He gon' need him a Shit-bag
More Straps than a Ride at Six Flags
Shots to his neck, shit givin' him whiplash
She shakin' it, she got a big ass
Go to the mall, then, I spend me a big bag
Suck my dick, lil bro', you a big fag'
We goin' corner-for-corner like zig-zag
Grrahh, redtips paintin' his top
Damn, lil bro' got his shit splat
That lil bitch a bop, I hit that
I got the nut off, then, I had to kick that
F*ck? I don't got time for no kickback
Big chop got a leg, shit kick back
And, he'll get put in the Ground if he wanna Beef, cuz' we got them Big Macs
That shit go, "Boom-Boom"
Now, they like, "What the f*ck is that?"
And, lil bro' talkin' that shit?
He'll get popped, in his mouth like a tic-tac
This car go, "Vroom-Vroom"
Hell no, this ain't a ScatPack
Lil bro', I ain't doin' no chit-chat
I got the blick, on the hip like, "Tat-tat"
Bitch, you better stay strapped, buckle-up
I'll box yo' ass, knuckle-up
And, if you tryna knuckle-up?
On bro', i'ma f*ck you up
Bitch, ain't no 1on1s, you could get a jump from us
Put him in a casket, with some slackers, ane a button-up
And, when I push that button up, it's goin' down in here
F*ck? No cap
He wanna hike with me? I'll bomb him here
He don't got no swag, big ass jeans, tryna rock a wear (Rocawear)
I ain't tryna wrestle like Dwayne, I got The Rock in here (If Ya S-melllll)
Grrahh, redtips paintin' his top
Damn, lil bro' got his shit splat
That lil bitch a bop, I hit that
I got the nut off, then, I had to kick that
F*ck? I don't got time for no kickback
Big chop got a leg, shit kick back
And, he'll get put in the Ground if he wanna Beef, cuz' we got them Big Macs
That shit go, "Boom-Boom"
Now, they like, "What the f*ck is that?"
And, lil bro' talkin' that shit?
He'll get popped, in his mouth like a tic-tac
This car go, "Vroom-Vroom"
Hell no, this ain't a ScatPack
Lil bro', I ain't doin' no chit-chat
I got the blick, on the hip like, "Tat-tat"
Bitch (Tat-tat, mama', tat-tat)
(Tat-tat, mama', tat-tat)
(Goddamn, On the Set)
(Like, what?)
(Bitch)
OH MY GOD, DID FINATIC MAKE THIS?
Lil5iveten - #W T F IS THAT!? Lyrics
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OH MY GOD, DID FINATIC MAKE THIS? (Slimee-Slimee, Bow)
Grrahh
Grrahh-Grrahh
Bitch (Bow, Bow)
Lil5iveten, Lil5iveten
Lil5iveten, Lil5iveten (Im So Slimee)
Damn, on bro' , it was stitches on my hand
That shit wasn't part of the plan, but, f*ck it, i'll still beat up a nigga
Left hand swing, i'm sleepin' a nigga
If he on the ground, put feet on a nigga
He'll get jumped, we'll leap on a nigga
So, he better hide, i'm seekin' that nigga
Stole off on me, that shit was booty
Punch on his nugget, i'm throwin' a 2-piece
I'll kick him in his shit like Bruce Lee (Wah-yah)
Then, leave his shit in the grass like dookie
Niggas be gay, sweet, fruity
Actin' like bitches, they all moody
Grrahh-grrahh-grrahh
I make a scene with the clip, tryna shoot me a movie
And, lil bro' just chattin', he a rapper
These niggas be fake, actors
I can't do nothin' but laughter
Get me mad? Happily Ever After!
He'll get cooked, like a platter
He gettin' hooked up, he'll get took up
He ain't outside, lil bro' put up
He'll get dropped, face first, push-up
Strapped like Pampers, when I Pull-Up? He gon' need him a Shit-bag
More Straps than a Ride at Six Flags
Shots to his neck, shit givin' him whiplash
She shakin' it, she got a big ass
Go to the mall, then, I spend me a big bag
Suck my dick, lil bro', you a big fag'
We goin' corner-for-corner like zig-zag
Grrahh, redtips paintin' his top
Damn, lil bro' got his shit splat
That lil bitch a bop, I hit that
I got the nut off, then, I had to kick that
F*ck? I don't got time for no kickback
Big chop got a leg, shit kick back
And, he'll get put in the Ground if he wanna Beef, cuz' we got them Big Macs
That shit go, "Boom-Boom"
Now, they like, "What the f*ck is that?"
And, lil bro' talkin' that shit?
He'll get popped, in his mouth like a tic-tac
This car go, "Vroom-Vroom"
Hell no, this ain't a ScatPack
Lil bro', I ain't doin' no chit-chat
I got the blick, on the hip like, "Tat-tat"
Bitch, you better stay strapped, buckle-up
I'll box yo' ass, knuckle-up
And, if you tryna knuckle-up?
On bro', i'ma f*ck you up
Bitch, ain't no 1on1s, you could get a jump from us
Put him in a casket, with some slackers, ane a button-up
And, when I push that button up, it's goin' down in here
F*ck? No cap
He wanna hike with me? I'll bomb him here
He don't got no swag, big ass jeans, tryna rock a wear (Rocawear)
I ain't tryna wrestle like Dwayne, I got The Rock in here (If Ya S-melllll)
Grrahh, redtips paintin' his top
Damn, lil bro' got his shit splat
That lil bitch a bop, I hit that
I got the nut off, then, I had to kick that
F*ck? I don't got time for no kickback
Big chop got a leg, shit kick back
And, he'll get put in the Ground if he wanna Beef, cuz' we got them Big Macs
That shit go, "Boom-Boom"
Now, they like, "What the f*ck is that?"
And, lil bro' talkin' that shit?
He'll get popped, in his mouth like a tic-tac
This car go, "Vroom-Vroom"
Hell no, this ain't a ScatPack
Lil bro', I ain't doin' no chit-chat
I got the blick, on the hip like, "Tat-tat"
Bitch (Tat-tat, mama', tat-tat)
(Tat-tat, mama', tat-tat)
(Goddamn, On the Set)
(Like, what?)
(Bitch)
OH MY GOD, DID FINATIC MAKE THIS?
Grrahh
Grrahh-Grrahh
Bitch (Bow, Bow)
Lil5iveten, Lil5iveten
Lil5iveten, Lil5iveten (Im So Slimee)
Damn, on bro' , it was stitches on my hand
That shit wasn't part of the plan, but, f*ck it, i'll still beat up a nigga
Left hand swing, i'm sleepin' a nigga
If he on the ground, put feet on a nigga
He'll get jumped, we'll leap on a nigga
So, he better hide, i'm seekin' that nigga
Stole off on me, that shit was booty
Punch on his nugget, i'm throwin' a 2-piece
I'll kick him in his shit like Bruce Lee (Wah-yah)
Then, leave his shit in the grass like dookie
Niggas be gay, sweet, fruity
Actin' like bitches, they all moody
Grrahh-grrahh-grrahh
I make a scene with the clip, tryna shoot me a movie
And, lil bro' just chattin', he a rapper
These niggas be fake, actors
I can't do nothin' but laughter
Get me mad? Happily Ever After!
He'll get cooked, like a platter
He gettin' hooked up, he'll get took up
He ain't outside, lil bro' put up
He'll get dropped, face first, push-up
Strapped like Pampers, when I Pull-Up? He gon' need him a Shit-bag
More Straps than a Ride at Six Flags
Shots to his neck, shit givin' him whiplash
She shakin' it, she got a big ass
Go to the mall, then, I spend me a big bag
Suck my dick, lil bro', you a big fag'
We goin' corner-for-corner like zig-zag
Grrahh, redtips paintin' his top
Damn, lil bro' got his shit splat
That lil bitch a bop, I hit that
I got the nut off, then, I had to kick that
F*ck? I don't got time for no kickback
Big chop got a leg, shit kick back
And, he'll get put in the Ground if he wanna Beef, cuz' we got them Big Macs
That shit go, "Boom-Boom"
Now, they like, "What the f*ck is that?"
And, lil bro' talkin' that shit?
He'll get popped, in his mouth like a tic-tac
This car go, "Vroom-Vroom"
Hell no, this ain't a ScatPack
Lil bro', I ain't doin' no chit-chat
I got the blick, on the hip like, "Tat-tat"
Bitch, you better stay strapped, buckle-up
I'll box yo' ass, knuckle-up
And, if you tryna knuckle-up?
On bro', i'ma f*ck you up
Bitch, ain't no 1on1s, you could get a jump from us
Put him in a casket, with some slackers, ane a button-up
And, when I push that button up, it's goin' down in here
F*ck? No cap
He wanna hike with me? I'll bomb him here
He don't got no swag, big ass jeans, tryna rock a wear (Rocawear)
I ain't tryna wrestle like Dwayne, I got The Rock in here (If Ya S-melllll)
Grrahh, redtips paintin' his top
Damn, lil bro' got his shit splat
That lil bitch a bop, I hit that
I got the nut off, then, I had to kick that
F*ck? I don't got time for no kickback
Big chop got a leg, shit kick back
And, he'll get put in the Ground if he wanna Beef, cuz' we got them Big Macs
That shit go, "Boom-Boom"
Now, they like, "What the f*ck is that?"
And, lil bro' talkin' that shit?
He'll get popped, in his mouth like a tic-tac
This car go, "Vroom-Vroom"
Hell no, this ain't a ScatPack
Lil bro', I ain't doin' no chit-chat
I got the blick, on the hip like, "Tat-tat"
Bitch (Tat-tat, mama', tat-tat)
(Tat-tat, mama', tat-tat)
(Goddamn, On the Set)
(Like, what?)
(Bitch)
OH MY GOD, DID FINATIC MAKE THIS?
Writer: Abdullah Bey
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid