Just Sayin

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