No Wrestling

Lyrics

[Verse: Slime Dollaz] I had to up my fire My opps, they be dissin' Shot that boy five times, left him in the ditches And I'm water whippin', free lil [?] He was a [?] Hold up, I might just lay in this grass I pop out with that five, I get to hitting at they ass I'm a real slime, I'm a sheisty man We put a price on 'em and I popped his ass And I ride with a five, I know I'm a convicted felon I tell you a thousand times, snakehead ain't doing no wrestling Heard them boys was plotting on me Yeah, them boys ain't talking about nothing I got lethal weapon AR, I got Mac-11 Walk down gang, you know we stretch him Pop a perc, I popped his best friend Smack that boy on his nogging They gon' know about dollars I ain't even doing no talking I ain't gon' lie, I ain't dissin' that boy 'Cause I pull up with them billy boys Clean the block, we see that boys I can't beef with them cause they tell they people they beef with me And I'm a real solid-ass boy I tell them pussies catch shit in the street And that motherfuckin' fire the size of me Yao Ming, bitch, It's poking out my jeans I'm a real slime, bitch, you know I'm green [Chorus: Slime Dollaz] I pop out with that five, I get to hitting at they ass I'm a real slime, I'm a sheisty man We put a price on 'em and I popped his ass And I ride with a five, I know I'm a convicted felon I tell you a thousand times, snakehead ain't doing no wrestling Heard them boys was plotting on me Yeah, them boys ain't talking about nothing I got lethal weapon AR, I got Mac-11 [Verse: Skuffle] I'm a real B I say my alphabet, skipped the C G-I, know they [?] release Mr take 'em down, make 'em feel the heat I done upped the fire So many niggas like a record player, I ain't scared to repeat Make a nigga ghost-like for Halloween, I'ma give him a sheet Real street nigga, I can't give him no pass What's on your head might be your whole stash Couldn't let the bounty, I could really toe-tag You ain't ever ate a plate for no cash Won't let no five-fifty touch my flag Spinned the boy block when he ain't never play crash Hold on, wait, take your foot off the gas I'm out the widow tryna shoot at his ass [Chorus: Slime Dollaz] Hold up, I might just lay in his grass I pop out with that five, I get to hitting at they ass I'm a real slime, I'm a sheisty man We put a price on 'em and I popped his ass And I ride with a five, I know I'm a convicted felon I tell you a thousand times, snakehead ain't doing no wrestling Heard them boys was plotting on me Yeah, them boys ain't talking about nothing I got lethal weapon AR, I got Mac-11