Kasino

Lyrics
[Intro] (MIA Jay C) Yeah, nigga, sure 'nough When I say, "Fuck Slime," that ain't got shit to do with YSL, free them boys, you hear me? (You cut up on this one, Jay C) I'm talkin' 'bout real slimeball-ass niggas Niggas who'll motherfuckin' set they own people up, triple-crossin'-ass niggas, you feel me? That's my definition of "Slime," them type of motherfuckers, you feel me? And niggas know who I'm talkin' to (Let me get my sauce right) [Chorus] Mmm, mmm, mmm, hmm, hmm, open up another trap (Say, another one) Uh, uh, mmm, mmm, mmm, load up another strap (Say, another one) Ooh, uh, uh, uh, uh, make another slap (Another one) Mm-mm, mmm, huh, huh, huh, I ain't taking no more naps I'm just woke, huh, I'm just woke, huh, nigga, I'm here Make that shit, make that shit, huh, make it clear [Verse] Huh, you ain't got no choice, I'ma press Like I ain't got no choice, I'ma press Like we ain't got no choice, I'ma press You get pressed Ooh, uh, with the start-up Huh, just so I can act up Huh, I've been on some, "I don't never need no backup" Huh, you've been on some, you won't never go without backup (Lame) I ain't scared of shit, I ain't scared of niggas Huh, I ain't scared of bitches, huh, keep 'em in they feelings I ain't scared of money, huh, I done made some millions Huh, I done made gangsters, huh, I done made civillians Fuck you talkin' 'bout? I done made clothes more than I change clothes Uh, huh, nah, huh, I done made hoes, then I just changed the ho Like, it wasn't for my— listen, ho Huh, huh, like, if it wasn't for my dick, you wasn't shit (Listen) Huh, if it wasn't for my name, you was the— Whole time, nigga beat the kitchen Huh, huh, I don't even be tricking, just be fresh Huh, huh, give that pussy game and never head Huh... hold up Huh, Mr. Bag a Famous Bitch and Do Her Bad Okay, now, right back in the A Huh, same building they robbed me at, tripping in they face Huh, way back when it happened, wasn't nobody around here safe And I done spinned back twenty times in the last six hundred days Huh, really in the last three years, I done been back 'bout fifty Huh, fifty-deep a lesson, ain't nobody got up with me Huh, send shots at every spot we used to kick it Huh, outside shooting videos in they bity Huh, ain't never talked on the internet 'bout shit Huh, especially 'bout me having another nigga blick Huh, peep the play, I was dolo with a bitch Huh, matter of fact, it was me and Carlos Miller Huh, the niggas that was with me was the niggas you put with me Huh, ain't nobody walk in that bitch, standing on business, nah Huh, I turned my back because them little niggas supposed to be my dog Huh, if I knew I'd have knew better, I'd do better, but I broke the law Huh, I broke the rules And then we doubled back and introduced the Skub' Yeah, say, my people and them slid down with the extra Whoops Put niggas up out they own shit and that's the truth Huh, listen, lost a hundred, then put a hundred on my neck Lost a hundred, then put a hundred on my wrist Yeah, lost a hundred, then spent a hundred on my whip I'm doin' a hundred down the E-way with a hundred on this stick, nigga, listen Wish a nigga would— hold up Wish a nigga would act like he don't see me on that Huh, fuck Slime, that's for any nigga— Uh, huh, fuck Slime, that's for any nigga on that Huh, the real king, hmm, the definition Huh, huh, huh, betray your brothers, you— Huh, huh, huh, betray your brothers, you some special niggas Hmm, triple-crosses, huh, huh, extra losses, ha [Chorus] Mmm, mmm, mmm, hmm, hmm, open up another trap (Say, another one) Uh, uh, mmm, mmm, mmm, load up another strap (Say, another one) Ooh, uh, uh, uh, uh, make another slap (Another one) Mm-mm, mmm, huh, huh, huh, I ain't taking no more naps I'm just woke, huh, I'm just woke, huh, nigga, I'm here Make that shit, make that shit, huh, make it clear
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Credits
- Producers
- MIA JAY C