Slime Mentality Lyrics - Youngboy Never Broke Again

I need to talk to Mike Lowrey 

Hello? 

This is Mike Lowrey 

I'm runnin' and I'm runnin' yeah (Dubba-AA Flex) 

Uh, my mama slime, my sister slime, My brother slime 

My daddy slime, yeah he slime (Louie Bandz made another one) 

Ayy, how you wanna do it? 

How you wanna do it nigga? (I'm in here) 

Ayy 4K Trey, Free D-Dawg 

I'm on that same shit, ain't nobody safe (This is the sound) 

Let's Go! 

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Boom bow, pussy bitch don't try to run now 

Fuck nigga ain't have his head on 

I'ma make sure that these niggas hear me through they headphones 

I've been cooling but these pussy bitches, just won't leave me 'lone 

Crack you in ya shit just to see what's on yo mind 

I'm Youngboy, YB Kayla with me, yeah she slime 

Police on my ass gotta watch the way I'm slidin' 

He acting hype, I slime him down to ease his mind 

Yeah, I pull up acting in a 4-door 

You would think my niggas with me in this bitch, but boy I'm solo 

And Meechie in the south but still would come and kick yo front door 

Broke geekin' out that south but wilding out, bitch if you don't know 

I'm telling you niggas, I drop a bag just to finish you niggas 

He think it's done, but that's his ass, I'm gon' get rid of you niggas 

At a show or anything bitch we gon' hit at you niggas 

I want them all that's on my dawg, Bitch we gon' get at you niggas 

Peep your block and try to catch a nigga outside 

I'm thuggin' for real, I tell ya' bitch I cross the low line, I'm 'bout mine, let's slang iron 

Three run down with that Glock 9, muthafuck if they clutchin' 

They all in trouble I'ma buss mine 

Hold on, grew up in the fire, huh 

He came out of slime, huh 

He don't wanna talk 'cause you gon' die, yeah ('Cause you gon' die) 

Muthafucka who come behind, huh 

'Cause bitch we slinging iron, huh 

Take his ass up top like high five, yeah 

Don't give a fuck about who you call, or who come out of town 

The city know we step on shit, I'm slime 

Don't give a fuck 'bout who they round 

'Cause we gon get them all 

We ain't the ones to rep on bitch 

Check out my murder man dance, look 

Pull on side him, dump a hunnid in a car (Boom bow) 

Catch you slippin', then you ain't gon' see tomorrow (Uh-uh) 

This for dump behind, him we dyin' hard 

I go by top, get out yo top, I draw the sword 

Everybody in here slimming with a nigga 

There ain't no shit, they don't want no problem with a nigga 

These hoes ain't shit, I put a Remy on a pillow 

Mention an opp, I tell her stop until it build up (Bitch, dumb) 

Bro just wrote me in a message and I read it, what it said? 

Jose up you about your ex and then he dead 

I'm banging green but I get mad and leave out red 

I been that nigga, you gon get that through your head 

Bitch, yeah 

Grew up in the fire, huh 

He came out of slime, huh 

He don't wanna talk 'cause you gon' die, yeah ('Cause you gon' die) 

Muthafucka who come behind, huh 

'Cause bitch we slinging iron, huh 

Take his ass up top like high five, yeah 

Don't give a fuck about who you call, or who come out of town 

The city know we step on shit, I'm slime 

Don't give a fuck 'bout who they round 

'Cause we gon get them all 

We ain't the ones to rep on bitch 

Check out my murder man dance, look 

Grew up in the fire, huh 

He came out of slime, huh 

He don't wanna talk 'cause you gon' die, yeah (You gon' die) 

Don't give a fuck 'bout who come behind, huh 

'Cause bitch we slinging iron, huh 

Take his ass up top like high five, yeah 

Don't give a fuck about who you call, or who come out of town 

The city know we step on shit 

And I don't care who they round 

'Cause we gon' get them all 

We ain't the ones to rep on bitch