Young Thug - Slimed In Lyrics

What's your kind then, yeah, my slimes in
All these diamonds, f*ck you thought?
Wipe your nose clean, f*ck your whole team
We don't spell things, knock 'em off
What's your kind then, yeah, my slimes in
All these diamonds, f*ck you thought?
Wipe your nose clean, f*ck your whole team
We don't spell things, knock 'em off

F*ck you thought? (f*ck you thought?), we won't walk (we won't walk)
Take 'em down, knock 'em off (knock 'em off)
Yeah my slimes in, I was born tinted
You can see who in it, presidential limit
You can see we winnin', f*ck you thought?
I put VVS' in my mouth
Straight out the South, I got clout
I'm with chain gang, don't take no mouth
You ain't gang gang gang, take 'em out
I got gang for a lane, f*ck you thought?
Bitch, I'm slicker than a muh, get it out the soil
Insane with them cutters who want war with the boy

What's your kind then, yeah, my slimes in
All these diamonds, f*ck you thought?
Wipe your nose clean, f*ck your whole team
We don't spell things, knock 'em off
What's your kind then, yeah, my slimes in
All these diamonds, f*ck you thought?
Wipe your nose clean, f*ck your whole team
We don't spell things, knock 'em off

I'm in Balmain, it didn't cost a thing
I'm not 2 Chainz, I got four to
I bust your brain, since we speaking of brain
Make your hoe give brain, then get lost
I paint her face, you can call me Cozy
F*ck a Ric Flair, I got seventy Rollies
I rock big checks, Chinchilla minks, when she cozy
You ain't gang gang gang gang gang, why you talkin'?
I bought twenty cars for every year that I was walkin'
Made her get an abortion, she ain't nothing but a thottie and I got
Way better bitches 'round I can lock in
I'm still bossin'

What's your kind then, yeah, my slimes in
All these diamonds, f*ck you thought?
Wipe your nose clean, f*ck your whole team
We don't spell things, knock 'em off
What's your kind then, yeah, my slimes in
All these diamonds, f*ck you thought?
Wipe your nose clean, f*ck your whole team
We don't spell things, knock 'em off

Nechie slang slang slang, ain't gon' waste no time
Boy, you ain't my kind, I eat cheese, you drop dimes
Pretty diamonds on my neck, my wrist, my ear
Nechie Houdini, I make them disappear (oh yeah)
Get you knocked out (nah), cut the top out (off)
F*ck twelve, yeah, we smashin' on a cop car
I'm out on bail sippin' clean, yeah, that real raw
I'm a thug, I don't give no damn about no DA or no judge
I get it out the mud (yeah yeah)
Step off in your club and throw a dub (yeah yeah)
Give 'em hell, I might call Lil Baby for a bail, don't need no scale
Southside youngin' on my side on the mill