#freetheslimes (wokkstarflow 2) Lyrics

Free Gunna, free Thugga, free the slimes bitch i'm thuggin

I just might get to the bag i be rushing

I just might get to the bag i be thumbing

She bend it over she tell me she love it

I cannot love on a hoe bitch you buggin

How you fell in love with that bitch i be fucking?

I ran it- fuck, i ran it up with my brothers

I ran it up with my muddies

I ran it up with my cousins

That nigga blood so he my bousin

I love the money, money keep on coming

Pour up the wock, it got me jumping

I'm on the block, i got it jumping

I got a glock, shit get to dumping

Smoking on Eddie, shit kick like i'm punting

I keep a pole, cuz i cannot go

You niggas hoes, you don't got no dough, the wock got me slow

Like bitch i'm on go, i need 20 for the show

Bitch i'm rocking chrome

Cold hearted nigga when i hop out slam the doors

I make a fuck, i make a- i make a bag

Then another, then another, then another

That shit 3 times, that's a hat trick

Nigga i flip, make it backflip

Double that shit when i count up the backends

Bad little bih wanna fuck, beat her back in

Money counter, frr, bring the racks in

Yeah, she said that she wanna fuck, lil baby say no more

She wanna- She wanna hop in the ride she want Dior

Like why the fuck would i go put my trust in a whore?

I know that its been a minute, ain't talk bout my feelings

She broke my heart, left on the floor

Hop in the oou yeah, my niggas shoot ya

I'm never losing, could give a fuck if i lose her

She be fucking my mood up, pour up the wock bout to boot up

Fuck all the rumors, this nigga bummy a loser