Gta lifestyle

Lyrics

[Intro] (Jay motherfucking $plash) Yeah (Yo, Nino, what's brackin'?) Slime, Hkunxhkos Gang I'm in traffic, swervin', servin', switching lanes on these niggas Yeah, my bitch is bad and foreign, run the game on these niggas She gon' line the lick before I even stain one of these niggas Anybody try and buck this shit, I'ma flame one of these niggas Can't let that ho know too much, I might have to flame one of these bitches No matter what, I'ma complete the mission Talking down on the gang, man, these niggas trippin' I bеtter not ever catch you niggas slippin' Gеt your ass popped for all that sneak-dissin' I heard your trap holdin', now my youngins blitzin' Nigga better not move, my trigger finger itchin' [Bridge 1] Yeah (Rich Slime Global) [Verse] Knock his ass off, now that nigga missin' In the trap cooking crack, nigga, I'm a chemist Pistol whip that nigga, now he need a dentist Doin' hits out this foreign, nigga, it ain't rented Can't see who inside, bitch, the windows tinted Rich Slime up the score, bitch, my gang winnin' Niggas dissin' the gang knowin' they ain't in it I only tote Glocks, nigga, fuck the Smith & Draw down with that stick, nigga, iron hit him You know I got aim, nigga, I ain't missin' My shit too precise, I'm shooting with precision You went against the mob, you made a bad decision Hit his ass with that yhap, now his body twitchin' Hop out on your block, now that stick spittin' Post up in the trap, beating out the kitchen [Bridge 2] Yeah, fucknigga, Rich Slime Gang shit, nigga Know how the fuck I'm bomin', nigga Bodybag Gang, nigga, Murder For Bands, nigga Rich Brim Gang shit, nigga, you know how the fuck I'm bomin', nigga, Rich Brim Gang shit, nigga, yeah (crashoutboyz) Free the Brim reaper, nigga, real Brim reaper, nigga [Chorus] I'm in traffic, swervin', servin', switching lanes on these niggas Yeah, my bitch is bad and foreign, run the game on these niggas She gon' line the lick before I even stain one of these niggas Anybody try and buck this shit, I'ma flame one of these niggas Can't let that ho know too much, I might have to flame one of these bitches No matter what, I'ma complete the mission Talking down on the gang, man, these niggas trippin' I better not ever catch you niggas slippin' Get your ass popped for all that sneak-dissin' I heard your trap holdin', now my youngins blitzin' Nigga better not move, my trigger finger itchin'