Slime Video (MV)

Diamonds wet
Just like water
Like 21 Savage
I slaughter your daughter
Talkin' that shit then I pull up with chopper
Nigga play games he get knocked off the roster
Liftin' these weights just like Larry the Lobster
You pull on the block then we shootin your van
I'm poppin' these perks
I'm poppin' these xans
If he play games
It's off with his head
F*ck the police bitch I scream f*ck the feds
Left that boy stank
Now that boy dead
Bitch I'm Delshawn
I run up a check
Aim at your top ain't no need for a vest
I'm in the field
And you been on the bench
Niggas be talkin
But they full of shit
I'm stackin' money
And watchin' it stretch
I'm stackin' money
And watchin' it stretch

Making money just watch how it spreads
Getting quesoh man I'll use it instead
Bakery's open I'm baking up bread
Chopper reaching man it's aimed at your head
Blood poisoning cuz he's hit with that lead
Let off a shot that shit knocked off his dreads
He was tweaking cuz he off of them meds
Now his momma praying saying let him live
He's a broke boy that's gon end up dead
And it's His fault he done made his bed
But I f*cked up, cuz I let him live
And I'm lucked, up living life instead
Off the islands, on a private jet
With a bad bitch, just to give me head
And them vvs hang, around my neck
And on the tv, ima be on next
Woo

I'm with the gang
And you know we gon' step
Look at the ice head
Yeah it hang on my neck
I need a mill
Can't settle for less
We don't play games
He gettin' stretched
She givin' me top
And she makin' a mess

I left the booth
And I hopped in the better
Grew me a title
Now show me respect
Said I can't rap
Let me show you what's next

Show you what's next
I'ma show you a stack
I don't need bread
Put on your hat

Drop me the addy I'll show you the gat
Gonna show you how to get on the map

Let me show you how to run up a stack
Let me show you how to secure the bag

Never tell me how to run up the tags
Hit the dash, Now I'm chasin' the bag

Doggin' twelve
In the foreign it's fast
Got my right foot
Press on the gas
All these blue hundreds
Look at the cash
She a thot
And you know she get passed

Ya'll know my face so I'm wearing a mask
9 on my hip and I'm ready to blast
I'll never listen to unfriendly jabs
Back to the future leave you in the past

Soild nigga I don't f*ck wit da rats
Broadday I hop out with the mack
I'm wit da gang an uk we stay strapped
Slimed dat boi out an he went out sad
Talk to me wen u run up u a bag
Smoking dis gas an im smoking da best
We got dem hallows dat crave thru yo chest
He cross da line den we leaving him Dead

Posting on instagram that nigga fed
And we caught up to him with the choppers instead
Niggas on social be asking who slid
With the mask on my face hoping that it dont slip
When they see my face you know they gon dip
And I spin on the block got your bitch in the whip
She want a nigga, a nigga thats rich
And ill fly her ass out just to watch yo ass trip