Big Slimes (Explicit)
Chris Brown, Young Thug, Gunna, Lil' Duke"Big Slimes (Explicit)" is a song by Chris Brown, Young Thug, Gunna, Lil' Duke, released in 2020 in the Pop genre. The song is 5:10 long and contains 120 lines and 1251 words.
Lyrics
0:00Composer: Turbo
0:02Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
0:07I don't know what it's like to stop
0:12(Run that back, Turbo)
0:12Got a Glock on my side, but it's more like my main bitch, woah (It's more like my main bitch, yeah)
0:16Keep it real, baby girl, I'm the one you could bank with (I'm the one you could bank with)
0:20Yeah, keep it real, I'm the one that's not with the banquet
0:22No, not with that stank shit (No)
0:23Fix your attitude or I ride with a bad bitch (Skrrt)
0:26You talkin' to the big slime (You talkin' to the big slime)
0:28Different strokes with a big thot (Oh)
0:31Micro Draco got big knots (Big knots)
0:34To any rapper, this a big swap (Swap)
0:38Lifetime goal, call the big shots (Yeah)
0:41Uh, if you can't stand him, go sit his ass down like a desktop (Woo), woo
0:44Thankin' the Lord that my nigga made it out of the cell block, woo (He made it out)
0:47Keep it one hundred, my oath was never to tell cops, yeah
0:51My seals popped, I been mixin' this Act' with the cherry pop, yeah (Woo)
0:55Black matte the pano'-ca-'ramics, these niggas'll never catch up, yeah (Or let me just push out the skrrt)
0:58I gotta tiptoe your pussy, my flask is Red Sox (Sip red, ooh)
1:01I had to tell that lil' thottie she walkin' on tight rocks (Yeah, yeah), yeah
1:05Keep a dramatic lil' baddie on top of the top floor (Oh)
1:08Big slap on the wrist, I learned my lessons
1:12Way too many millions to be cappin'
1:15Squirt on her titty, now she think she know us
1:19And I keep a 40 on my waistline (Let's go)
1:22You know, you know, you know, you know (You know, you know, you know)
1:25You know, you know, you know, yeah (You know, you know, you know)
1:28You know, you know, you know, you know (You know, you know, you know)
1:32You know, you know, you know, you know (Yeah, yeah, you know)
1:35Got a Glock on my side, but it's more like my main bitch, woah (It's more like my main bitch, yeah)
1:38Keep it real, baby girl, I'm the one you could bank with (Oh, oh)
1:41Yeah, keep it real, I'm the one that's not with the banquet (No)
1:44No, not with that stank shit (No)
1:46Fix your attitude or I ride with a bad bitch (I ride with)
1:47You talkin' to the big slime
1:49Big drip on me, VVs on me, congratulate myself
1:52Got that on me, live like Tony, AR on the shelf
1:55Light speed with emotion, melody I made myself
1:59Big B's on me, yeah
2:01Ice, I just need my AP, no presi', I stay to myself, wavy
2:05Gold teeth, niggas can't bite me, this ain't no rabies
2:09Blame me, oh, why you wanna blame me? These bitches be crazy
2:13Blessing, come follow me, baby, teach you a lesson
2:16Got a couple cars for a couple hoes, might fuck 'em all in my whip
2:19Come through in this carpool, I skrrt-skrrt and we dip
2:22I'ma pray to God for purple rain, that double cup, I sip
2:26Ooh, fantasies, I'll show you that it's real (Yeah, yeah)
2:29Got a Glock on my side, but it's more like my main bitch, woah (It's more like my main bitch, yeah)
2:32Keep it real, baby girl, I'm the one you could bank with (Oh, oh)
2:35Yeah, keep it real, I'm the one that's not with the banquet (No)
2:38No, not with that stank shit (No)
2:40Fix your attitude or I ride with a bad bitch (I ride with)
2:41You talkin' to the big slime
2:46Big slime
2:49You're talkin' to the big slime (Yeah)
2:51We get a b-dub in Magic (Yeah)
2:52I think this might be a classic (Classic)
2:54I hid some racks in the attic (Racks)
2:55I'm on a 30 P, Addy (Oh)
2:57I got an addiction to fashion (Yeah)
2:59I walk in the club with that static (Yeah)
3:01I'm just tryna get me a backend (Backend)
3:02Tell my driver to pull up, then back in (Back in)
3:04Helicopter to fly over traffic (Traffic)
3:05On my grind, ain't no time for relaxin' (Relaxin')
3:07Spend it up, I been bringin' that cash in
3:09I'ma go grab that Maybach wagon (Nah)
3:11Think I'm headed to space age status (Nah)
3:12I might go cop that big boy Patek (Patek)
3:14She was takin' a picture, uh, uh
3:15She was takin' a picture with my jacket
3:17Just don't buck 'cause these bitches really petty (Woah)
3:19I'm controllin' the stick like it was Madden (Nah)
3:21I'ma get up and make me something happen
3:23Ain't no use in me wastin' my talent
3:24We never lackin'
3:25I'm smokin' 'Woods like a cabin
3:27I put my bitch in some fast shit (Fast shit)
3:28Turn my whole crib to a palace
3:30In London, I'm shoppin' at Harrods
3:32All this money, we 'bout to get married (Married)
3:33Niggas runnin' they mouth like a parrot (Parrot)
3:35I'm a bunny, I keep me some carats (Ayy)
3:37Got a Glock on my side, but it's more like my main bitch, woah (It's more like my main bitch, yeah)
3:40Keep it real, baby girl, I'm the one you could bank with (Oh, oh)
3:43Yeah, keep it real, I'm the one that's not with the banquet (No)
3:46No, not with that stank shit (No)
3:48Fix your attitude or I ride with a bad bitch (I ride with)
3:50You talkin' to the big slime
3:53Different strokes with a big thot (Oh)
3:55Micro Draco got big knots (Big knots)
3:59To any rapper, this a big swap (Swap)
4:02Lifetime goal, call the big shots
4:05Got the Glock on my side, but the FN my main bitch (FN my main bitch, yeah)
4:07We done got rich, but I cannot get caught with the same bitch (Caught with the same bitch, uh)
4:11I got some hoes in LA and they speak different language (Speak different language, yeah)
4:14Drop off the Porsche, and I brought me some work in the bank
4:17Whole lot of racks and this shit still ain't changin'
4:19Used to be juggin' and traffickin' 'bows (Traffickin' 'bows)
4:20And I came up with some killers and you cannot trap if you don't got no pole (Don't got no pole)
4:24All of my niggas, they millionaires, they think we sellin' our souls (Our souls)
4:27I'm never tellin' her no (No)
4:29I get the head and I go (I go)
4:31I'ma go run up some more (Run up some more)
4:32Stack up that paper, not stuntin' these niggas at all (Stuntin' these niggas at all)
4:34Cakin' that bitch, she a freak, and I beat up her walls (Her walls)
4:38Pull up my pants right after I fuck her like I gotta leave, but I never call (No)
4:42I fucked her friend, she say I'm a dog (Dog)
4:44Won't settle for less, we want it all (All)
4:45Got a Glock on my side, but it's more like my main bitch, woah (It's more like my main bitch, yeah)
4:48Keep it real, baby girl, I'm the one you could bank with (Oh, oh)
4:52Yeah, keep it real, I'm the one that's not with the banquet (No)
4:54No, not with that stank shit (No)
4:56Fix your attitude or I ride with a bad bitch (I ride with)
4:58You talkin' to the big slime
5:01Different strokes with a big thot (Oh)
5:03Micro Draco got big knots (Big knots)
5:07To any rapper, this a big swap (Swap)
5:10Lifetime goal, call the big shots
Composer: Turbo Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I don't know what it's like to stop (Run that back, Turbo) Got a Glock on my side, but it's more like my main bitch, woah (It's more like my main bitch, yeah) Keep it real, baby girl, I'm the one you could bank with (I'm the one you could bank with) Yeah, keep it real, I'm the one that's not with the banquet No, not with that stank shit (No) Fix your attitude or I ride with a bad bitch (Skrrt) You talkin' to the big slime (You talkin' to the big slime) Different strokes with a big thot (Oh) Micro Draco got big knots (Big knots) To any rapper, this a big swap (Swap) Lifetime goal, call the big shots (Yeah) Uh, if you can't stand him, go sit his ass down like a desktop (Woo), woo Thankin' the Lord that my nigga made it out of the cell block, woo (He made it out) Keep it one hundred, my oath was never to tell cops, yeah My seals popped, I been mixin' this Act' with the cherry pop, yeah (Woo) Black matte the pano'-ca-'ramics, these niggas'll never catch up, yeah (Or let me just push out the skrrt) I gotta tiptoe your pussy, my flask is Red Sox (Sip red, ooh) I had to tell that lil' thottie she walkin' on tight rocks (Yeah, yeah), yeah Keep a dramatic lil' baddie on top of the top floor (Oh) Big slap on the wrist, I learned my lessons Way too many millions to be cappin' Squirt on her titty, now she think she know us And I keep a 40 on my waistline (Let's go) You know, you know, you know, you know (You know, you know, you know) You know, you know, you know, yeah (You know, you know, you know) You know, you know, you know, you know (You know, you know, you know) You know, you know, you know, you know (Yeah, yeah, you know) Got a Glock on my side, but it's more like my main bitch, woah (It's more like my main bitch, yeah) Keep it real, baby girl, I'm the one you could bank with (Oh, oh) Yeah, keep it real, I'm the one that's not with the banquet (No) No, not with that stank shit (No) Fix your attitude or I ride with a bad bitch (I ride with) You talkin' to the big slime Big drip on me, VVs on me, congratulate myself Got that on me, live like Tony, AR on the shelf Light speed with emotion, melody I made myself Big B's on me, yeah Ice, I just need my AP, no presi', I stay to myself, wavy Gold teeth, niggas can't bite me, this ain't no rabies Blame me, oh, why you wanna blame me? These bitches be crazy Blessing, come follow me, baby, teach you a lesson Got a couple cars for a couple hoes, might fuck 'em all in my whip Come through in this carpool, I skrrt-skrrt and we dip I'ma pray to God for purple rain, that double cup, I sip Ooh, fantasies, I'll show you that it's real (Yeah, yeah) Got a Glock on my side, but it's more like my main bitch, woah (It's more like my main bitch, yeah) Keep it real, baby girl, I'm the one you could bank with (Oh, oh) Yeah, keep it real, I'm the one that's not with the banquet (No) No, not with that stank shit (No) Fix your attitude or I ride with a bad bitch (I ride with) You talkin' to the big slime Big slime You're talkin' to the big slime (Yeah) We get a b-dub in Magic (Yeah) I think this might be a classic (Classic) I hid some racks in the attic (Racks) I'm on a 30 P, Addy (Oh) I got an addiction to fashion (Yeah) I walk in the club with that static (Yeah) I'm just tryna get me a backend (Backend) Tell my driver to pull up, then back in (Back in) Helicopter to fly over traffic (Traffic) On my grind, ain't no time for relaxin' (Relaxin') Spend it up, I been bringin' that cash in I'ma go grab that Maybach wagon (Nah) Think I'm headed to space age status (Nah) I might go cop that big boy Patek (Patek) She was takin' a picture, uh, uh She was takin' a picture with my jacket Just don't buck 'cause these bitches really petty (Woah) I'm controllin' the stick like it was Madden (Nah) I'ma get up and make me something happen Ain't no use in me wastin' my talent We never lackin' I'm smokin' 'Woods like a cabin I put my bitch in some fast shit (Fast shit) Turn my whole crib to a palace In London, I'm shoppin' at Harrods All this money, we 'bout to get married (Married) Niggas runnin' they mouth like a parrot (Parrot) I'm a bunny, I keep me some carats (Ayy) Got a Glock on my side, but it's more like my main bitch, woah (It's more like my main bitch, yeah) Keep it real, baby girl, I'm the one you could bank with (Oh, oh) Yeah, keep it real, I'm the one that's not with the banquet (No) No, not with that stank shit (No) Fix your attitude or I ride with a bad bitch (I ride with) You talkin' to the big slime Different strokes with a big thot (Oh) Micro Draco got big knots (Big knots) To any rapper, this a big swap (Swap) Lifetime goal, call the big shots Got the Glock on my side, but the FN my main bitch (FN my main bitch, yeah) We done got rich, but I cannot get caught with the same bitch (Caught with the same bitch, uh) I got some hoes in LA and they speak different language (Speak different language, yeah) Drop off the Porsche, and I brought me some work in the bank Whole lot of racks and this shit still ain't changin' Used to be juggin' and traffickin' 'bows (Traffickin' 'bows) And I came up with some killers and you cannot trap if you don't got no pole (Don't got no pole) All of my niggas, they millionaires, they think we sellin' our souls (Our souls) I'm never tellin' her no (No) I get the head and I go (I go) I'ma go run up some more (Run up some more) Stack up that paper, not stuntin' these niggas at all (Stuntin' these niggas at all) Cakin' that bitch, she a freak, and I beat up her walls (Her walls) Pull up my pants right after I fuck her like I gotta leave, but I never call (No) I fucked her friend, she say I'm a dog (Dog) Won't settle for less, we want it all (All) Got a Glock on my side, but it's more like my main bitch, woah (It's more like my main bitch, yeah) Keep it real, baby girl, I'm the one you could bank with (Oh, oh) Yeah, keep it real, I'm the one that's not with the banquet (No) No, not with that stank shit (No) Fix your attitude or I ride with a bad bitch (I ride with) You talkin' to the big slime Different strokes with a big thot (Oh) Micro Draco got big knots (Big knots) To any rapper, this a big swap (Swap) Lifetime goal, call the big shots
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