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hypotheses - slim samaritan (official) lyrics

[chorus]
if they can’t keep it real with themselves, they can’t keep it real with you
if she don’t answer when you call, that b*tch is not your boo (she not)
if it didn’t come from me then that sh*t is just not true (cap)
if you really got my back then just know that i got you (gotchu bro)
if you can’t smell it through the bag, that sh*t is not exotic (boof)
if it ain’t bout a profit then our convo is off topic (say what)
if you not talking knowledge, what you say is outta pocket (f*ck you say)
if you have to pull it then that means you’ll have to pop it (boom)

[verse 1]
always wreaking of the loud, you can’t silence my fragrance (nope)
f*ck mills, i plan to make a bill like the science guy’s parents (ha)
it’s purpose over plеasure, yeah, that’s the motto forеver (yes, sir)
always going for that treasure, b*tch, regardless of the weather
till they put me on a stretcher, i’m forever chasing cheddar
stay away if you say never and don’t strive to be much better
save your hate for someone else, my ego’s indestructible (facts)
she’s a dime, above nickels, so sweet but cold like f*dg*cicles (f*dg*)
whack rappers don’t diss me cause they know i’ll merk they bars
on your feed i pop up like children’s books and some birthday cards (haha)
they say slim, slow down, you go too hard but i don’t care to stop (i don’t)
got 24k in my crown, yeah, you could call me carrot top (ha)
tunnel vision on the money, b*tch, i need me guap (mullah)
i fell asleep while getting head, b*tch, i’m zz top (rockstar)
can’t stand a greedy thot, she make me mad, so steamy hot (p*ssed)
one day i’ll mob on speedy yachts with b*tches taking peewee shots
[chorus]

[verse 2]
partying with rave b*tches, they suck my d*ck while blaring house
stay on my toes like ballerinas sneaking out their parents’ house
meet the b*tch you’re with and stick my d*ck into her gaping mouth (eat)
smoking elephant loud while you fools are blazing mouse (quiet)
nod my head like i hear you but to be real i’m sp*cing out (huh)
finer things are down the hard path, never take the safer route
i’ll blow up off talent, i don’t need to pay for clout (i don’t)
come look inside my dresser drawer to see what all that paper bout
smoking slow, i savor sprouts, meet your mom then take her out
f*ck a yellow brick road, going down the paper route (cash)
smoking cheeba, purp, pour a liter in the squirt (codeine)
y’all tryna grow but don’t water or even seed the dirt (stupid)
talking down to me will get you beat up, beat up, hurt (injured)
you’ll be bleeding, screaming that you need a, need a perc (pills)
i’m a lil loaded, yeah, i’m t’d up, t’d up, turnt (rip)
dipping from a l!ck in the whip, speed up, speed up, skrrt (dip)

[chorus]

- slim samaritan official lyrics

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