Slime Examination Lyrics by YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Wait, I wan’ think that [?]
I wan’ think that they keep [?] go for you
(Ayo, Lori, this shit fire)
Ooh, I see you ballin’, my soldier (Oh, yeah)
I told you, stay out the way, my nigga
It’ll happen someday, I told ya
My BaBa, hah
I’ma pour a line for you tonight, my nigga, oh, yeah
I’m gettin’ [?] my nigga, oh, yeah
I’ma send a kite to Heaven, invite my niggas, oh, yeah
(Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
I been gettin’ loo-loo-loo-loo-loo-loo-loose
I, I been losin’ my cool
I, I don’t know what to do
I need my bank, I need my children
It’ll turn out bad if you think that I won’t slang this motherfucker
I grew up hard, had to hustle
Know I ain’t playin’ games with this [?], niggas know
I done drove inside that Porsche and let her ride me like a surfboard
Ridin’ ’round in that Rolls, young nigga, get one if you work for it
Partyin’ with these hoes, I get holy, need to go to church for it
Wanderin’ inside the hole, I ain’t had to use no cloak
She keep on examinin’ me
She just another scammin’ me
I’m slidin’ ’bout it (Huh)
I’m that nigga, let me remind y’all (It’s Top)
Time I see, the streets, they been callin’
I can’t get ’em off me, got a Draco, don’t cross me
My life too exhaustin’, man, I’m caught up with ballin’
And she love me, and I love her too much (Huh)
This shit might get gangster by the nightfall, uh-uh
Young nigga pop out your bushes ’bout it, uh
Let’s do it, this shit might get gangster ‘fore the moon go down
Let’s do it, I’m gon’ pop up ’round your crib with my goblins
Uh, huh, this Top
I’m gon’ pop outside your crib with my goblins, huh
6 and Bway, huh
Hop out with them sticks, they hit, no stoppin’
I been doin’ the shit that make me, make me lose my mind
Baby, lose my time
Baby, uh-huh
I got lots of money, you don’t want me
Can I eat you for your time
Baby, I’ll pay you now
She keep on examinin’ me
She just another scammin’ me
I’m slidin’ ’bout it (Huh)
I’m that nigga, let me remind y’all
This shit might get gangster by the nightfall, uh, uh
Young nigga pop out your bushes ’bout it, uh
Let’s do it, this shit might get gangster ‘fore the moon go down
Let’s do it, I’m gon’ pop up ’round your crib with my goblins
