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Slime Dive Let's dive in Let's lock it in (Ayy, Brandon, man, why you—) Ayy, bank accounts gon' shrink up (Yeah) Every time we link up (No way, yeah, yeah, yeah) I'm her baby (I'm her baby), yeah We did it sixty-eight, fuck sixty-nine (Yeah) Yes, I'm her baby, yeah (Let's go) We did a sixty-eight, fuck sixty-nine, yeah (Woah) Well, I'm just sayin', yeah, uh (I'm just sayin') No, I'm not trippin', boy, go live your life, yeah (Go live your life) No, I'm not dumb, no, yeah (Let's go) But where I'm from, you get shot sixty times, yeah (Brrt) I spend a hundred, I can't drop a dime, yeah (No way) If you from the gutter, you gon' read the signs, yeah (Okay) I never talk to police, I got me a bad bitch and she straight from Belize, uh I had to fly the bitch in, put her right on a jet, but she basic to me, yeah (Let's go) Wasn't even at the crib when she landed, I made the bitch wait for the D (I did) She lick it up like she rollin' the blunt, so I made that girl face it for me (Let's go, yeah) I fucked that bitch but she already taken I'm in the 'Rari, I'm racin' Different color stones on my neck (Yeah) How can you say that I'm racist? (Woo) One-of-one for these, no, these not Ray-Bans Letras de cancionesI got these straight from RiRi I ain't even go in my savings My money older than Reagan Why the fuck these niggas hating? (Why?) These niggas really too broke (Yes) I just got forty million from Roc Nation Nigga, no, that's not a joke (At all) Big strawberry ice cream diamonds on my neck Chopper got banana boat (Yeah) Pull up with a Rolls-Royce Cullinan on these niggas, white like brick of coke (Yeah) All my bitches out LA, they like to flick on they nose, yeah (Woah) Tell the plug I'm on the way, my boys need a brick of the dope, yeah All these diamonds on my neck, I'd fuck around, sink in the ocean (Woah) Countin' up all these blue checks, I swear that I need some lotion (Yeah) Can I jump inside your pool? Okay, bool Fools, for-for freaks, I'm a fool (I'm a fool) I left codeine on your dresser, I ain't forget my tool (Too much codeine) That's how you knew I was going to bust a move (Brrt) I'm dripping mud on my shoes, yeah, got slatts by the twos Switchin' out Jimmy Choos, I don't play by the rules, yeah I done spilled on your crew, gotta keep a mop on me too, yeah Feel like a god changin' my bezel, in a small place, I'm with the devil, yeah Bodies on bodies, we goin' crazy, crazy Mexico bae, bando late Wherever we go, you know we gotta play Do that shit right, you know you gettin' paid (You know you gettin' paid) She toppin' me off, she do it so great A real big boss, you know how I play I can't take a loss so I fuck her in the face I'm gettin' to the paper, now I'm who she chase Bustdown her neck like that shit wasn't okay Put your carats in, you're one hundred K Any problems, throw a hundred on the case You know the move, buy back the case I sip the mud every single damn day I'm seein' so much hate around my way Ice on freezer, thirty below Ice on the pussy, you know how it glow Three hundred hitters, they ready to blow Keep it one thousand and keep it uncut You gotta meet a nigga at the dock I'm 'bout to do a three-sixty in your spot 'Bout to do a three-sixty turnin' off the lot 'Bout to do a windmill in your thot See, I'm her baby She gon' be there for me a trillion billion times Yes, I'm a grinder, girl And I get higher than the moonlight Can I jump inside your pool? Okay, bool Fools, for-for freaks, I'm a fool I left codeine on your dresser, I ain't forget my tool That's how you knew I was going to bust a move (Ayy, Brandon, man, why you do that?) Can I jump inside your pool? Okay, bool Fools, for-for freaks, I'm a fool Tool Woah, yeah From Letras Mania