Just Sayin - Lil Gotit

Everybody wan' be a slime, we ain’t gon' give 'em no chance

Main mans in the ground, no more new friends (DMC, you global now, nigga)

I ain’t playin' with the chop, I got one more man

I already took my time, now I get my bag from the man

How I’ma end up with racks, by not playin' with pussy cats

Surrounded myself with slatts, so we feastin' on a rat

Show respect when you speak of slime, say somethin' or you get whacked

Every day I stuff a dime in this drip and pop tags

Lately, I been in my bag

My mama just made a new Jag'

Bought my daddy a Porsche Cayenne

Got my brothers a big old advance

All these racks, I can’t keep up my pants

I’m so high, I don’t wanna land

stitching, blow stacks on my Bape (Hood Baby)

So I cannot give you no chance

This what I’m sayin'

I wake up and go play with bands

I spend these hundreds like a fan

Got money, mind on advance

And a nigga ain’t playin'

For these Cubans, drum 'em like a band

And landmines if they land

No cap, I’m just sayin'

We can make another Afghanistan

Drip to my boot, drip to my boot with Lil Bool

Yeah, BlocBoy, shoot anyone, any dude

Got a purple masseuse rubbin' my back, not just juice

Want a filling, no tooth

Baby, when I’m getting that head from you

Red dot, headshot, shit, I don’t need target practice

All black, redeye, in the brand new Hellcat, smashin'

Drop these dots, ain’t none of them lasting

Drop the dot, doo-doo they ass

How I’ma end up with racks, by not playin' with pussy cats

Surrounded myself with slatts, so we feastin' on a rat

Show respect when you speak of slime, say somethin' or you get whacked

Every day I stuff a dime in this drip and pop tags

Lately, I been in my bag

My mama just made a new Jag'

Bought my daddy a Porsche Cayenne

Got my brothers a big old advance

All these racks, I can’t keep up my pants

I’m so high, I don’t wanna land

stitching, blow stacks on my Bape (Hood Baby)

So I cannot give you no chance

This what I’m sayin'

Everybody wan' be a slime, we ain’t gon' give 'em no chance

Main mans in the ground, no more new friends

I ain’t playin' with the chop, I got one more man

I already took my time, now I get my bag from the man