Slimey C'son Lyrics

Metro boomin, want some more, nigga

Metro

Bankroll turn shit, bitch

B-B-BVS Diamonds

Shining

Blinding

Bitch

It's the only time I'ma entertain a fuck punk boy

Bitch

I'm tryna run up a million

I'm tryna run up a billion

Stick it right up to the ceiling

I want a wonderful feeling

I'm tryna make her shake that ass

From the floor to the ceiling, yeah

Every little bitch in the club

Knowin' they need to be hoes, they chillin

What you gon' do when you leave this bitch

Knowin' you can't take it with you

I smile at that po' for the picture

Please no takin' pictures

Please no takin' with you

And the po' start see the ceilin

No King Clark, I'm the villain

Sippin' color purple, it's silly

Please, I want it all when it comes to this city

I want it all when it comes to this city

Some niggas actin' nervous

It's gon' be a problem

What's a goon to a goblin

What's a goon when you slammin'

BVS necklace diamonds

Damn right, my diamonds smilin

She want a Percocet

I put it in the bottom

You know that I ain't skid

None of these fuck niggas, they fuck boys

And they claimin' they gangsta

Listen, all the messages on Messenger

Boy, you claim you a gangsta

I wreck the SRT, it's a matter of time

Before all my bands out

That city bus that hit me, it paralyzed

And fucked all my hands up

I'm a million dollar nigga

Playin' with me, you die with your hands up

No, you ain't here for me in a minute

Cause I been chillin

I done copped that P.S. by that po' start

I'm drivin', sellin

I been smokin' by the pound

You know it's really

Ain't no true ever, nigga, nigga

Never drivin' with it

I been drivin' a po' start

Movin' fast in my own car

And don't know this ain't a gold car

My diamonds shinin' like Polar

These blue hunnids thought I told ya

I'm a slammin' nigga, Coca-Cola

Got an extra baby in the stroller

See, that's what's her name, and I told her

Oh, that's what's her name, bipolar

No Swishers, baby, begged with her

And ain't none of they coulda, shoulda, woulda

Well, boy, you say you shot me on that boulevard

Well, boy, I wish you woulda

And I hope you're payin' up on policy support

I better wish you coulda

Oh, and my new baby name

Vibe, Nietzsche, Nico

What's up, baby

We waitin' on you

I'm tryna run up a million

I'm tryna run up a billion

Stick it right up to the ceiling

Oh, what a wonderful feeling

I'm tryna make her shake that ass

From the floor to the ceiling, yeah

Every lil' bitch in the club

Knowin' they need to be hard, they chillin

What you gon' do when you leave this bitch

Knowin' you can't take it with ya

I spotted that po' for the picture

Please no takin' pictures

Please no takin' with ya

And the po' start see the ceilin

No King Clark, I'm the villain

Sippin' Colour Park for the ceilin

Please, I want it all

Where the keys to the city

I want it all

Where the keys to the city