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okra - young nudy lyrics

[intro]
ooh*wee
uh
zone 6 sh*t
ea sh*t
real hitter sh*t
don’t play sh*t
we just spray sh*t
ak sh*t (coupe)

[chorus]
b*tch, i’m super slime for real (yeah)
i be robbin’ sh*t for real (yeah)
b*tch, i really was havin’ money way before i signed a deal (on god)
b*tch*ass n*ggas ain’t seen no m
b*tch*ass n*ggas know what it is (yeah)
b*tch, i’m real king slimeball, i’m king of the hill (king slimeball)
deadly, ready for the war, i’m ready to smoke somethin’ in the field
ready to leave a p*ssy n*gga cold, shiver while he k!ll, d*mn (well, d*mn, well, d*mn)
this just what it is and that’s just what it was (d*mn)
now i’m havin’ too much money, b*tch (nah, for real)
[verse 1]
smoke the best of the best of the best of the bestest
b*tch, i been flexin’ and flexin’ and flexin’
i see all my opposites, they stressin’ and stressin’ (they stressin’)
n*ggas see the slimeball, no stressin’, no stressin’ (no stressin’)
broke n*ggas ain’t wanna test me, come test me (yeah, come test me)
sure a p*ssy n*gga meet the stretcher, the stretcher (the stretcher)
east atlanta zone 6, the flexer, forever (forever)
b*tch, you already know, got cash, better catch up (yeah)
n*gga stuck on muscle, broke*ass n*gga ain’t got no hustle
n*gga scared to use his muzzle, b*tch, i make sh*t double (yah)
double all my money, b*tch, i gotta get all mine (all mine)
i be rappin’, i be trappin’ and i go super slime (super slime, n*gga)

[chorus]
b*tch, i’m super slime for real (yeah)
i be robbin’ sh*t for real (yeah)
b*tch, i really was havin’ money way before i signed a deal (on god)
b*tch*ass n*ggas ain’t seen no m
b*tch*ass n*ggas know what it is (yeah)
b*tch, i’m real king slimeball, i’m king of the hill (king slimeball)
deadly, ready for the war, i’m ready to smoke somethin’ in the field
ready to leave a p*ssy n*gga cold, shiver while he k!ll, d*mn (well, d*mn, well, d*mn)
this just what it is and that’s just what it was (d*mn)
now i’m havin’ too much money, b*tch (nah, for real)
[verse 2]
and i buck all my opps and i blow up the block (blow up the block)
and i don’t worry ’bout p*ssy n*ggas, still f*ck the cops (still f*ck the cops)
i still trap all day, still sell the re*rock (sell the re*rock)
p*ssy n*gga don’t know what he doin’, i sell ’em for glass
yeah, n*gga, i already know you thought it was glass (thought it was glass)
thought you had cash, i remixed and tricked his ass (d*mn)
i done gave so many n*ggas rabbit food for bags (d*mn)
i done gave so many n*ggas counterfeit for cash (for real)
b*tch, i’m slimy than a b*tch (slimy, b*tch) you better ask about me (huh?)
yeah, tell you ’bout the gunplay, i’m really ’bout it (i’m really ’bout it)
i caught bodies, caught bodies, had to double up (double up)
had to show them n*ggas that big slimeball don’t give a f*ck (b*tch, i don’t give a f*ck)
say it’s war with me, show me somethin’, is your muscles up? (is your muscles up?)

[bridge]
huh? is your muscles up? yeah (i ain’t do no pushups, n*gga)
(yeah)
is your muscles up, n*gga?
i’m pushin’ up
i’ma put you ass where you need be, n*gga (for real, for real)
for real

- young nudy lyrics

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