​​close your eyes

[Chorus]
Ayy, believe the hype
Ayy, twinem on parole, he say he see the light
Bitch, I been countin' dough since I was yay high
Slime done lost control, he wanna D-I-E
I keep pourin' fours, it's so cliche
Slime went fed, left my heart dead he in the C-I-A
Fake love gettin' dished out, boy the shit I don't appreciate
Mom and Dad yellin' in the room, I wasn't nun but nine tryna' mediate
On the floor cryin', you don't wanna see death, better close your eyes

[Verse]
Shit, for Stеvie sake, I don't know who I'm a be today
I lost my mind in that V8, I don't еven listen to me
Who the fuck care 'bout what he say?
One way ticket to Breesh, ayy, she found love in Paris
I roll with them gunnas, they pushin' that P, they pushin' that P, ayy
A hundred and somethin' to any shooter in the city, they do me that deed, ayy
Chops, on chops, on chops, bitch, startin' to look like D-day
Rocks, on rocks, on rocks, hace frío
Think wit' your brain, huh
I got a bitch out in Bel-air, I got a bitch out in Brisbane
A thousand horsepower, I'm a peel off
It's been a year or two and he still soft
My slime cryin' 'bout some Vlone
I don't need time, need to be alone
My anxiety sittin' in Smirnoff
If I could drop this bag on a 'Rari, then I would've, who wouldn't?
Got a problem with bro you should try it, no you shouldn't, you shouldn't
Pockets big, his on a diet, embarrassin'
Slime hit shit in that field, you would think he play for the bears and

[Chorus]
Ayy, believe the hype
Ayy, twinem on parole, he say he see the light
Bitch, I been countin' dough since I was yay high
Slime done lost control, he wanna D-I-E
I keep pourin' fours, it's so cliche
Slime went fed, left my heart dead he in the C-I-A
Fake love gettin' dished out, boy the shit I don't appreciate
Mom and Dad yellin' in the room, I wasn't nun but nine tryna' mediate
On the floor cryin', you don't wanna see death, better close your eyes