Go by Kid Slim Lyrics
[Verse]
Who that, oh snap, it's Slimmy
Spittin' hot shit like "Can I get a mint please?"
In school but music was goin' good, so I had to finish early all Taylor Swiftly
Forgive me, momma, poppa, lanky rhymer, light skinned rasta
Should've been locked up
This my shot, cocked up
Screaming "Fuck the world!" 'till that bitch get knocked up
Hats off to my reflection
Got the whole city on my erection
Punch to the tongue, hit a lick on your bitch
Dedicate a song to her, that's a treat for your trick
Halloween, got a flow kinda mean, pot of bling
Boom her Bad-A like badabing
Know a lot of things time to utilize
This is do or die
Doing push ups in my room 'cuz I know who survive
Hit my Goudy one hand in the air.... Now do that thang!
Had a good thing going why'd you choose that lane?
This the reason right here like Hoobastank!
[Period of going ape shit]
[Verse]
Living life with my head on the pillow, always chasing these dreams
Little puppet breaking these strings, like fuck it I'm doing my thing
They say my jeans to skinny, my bling too mini, my moves too drastic, and my plans too iffy
Doing shows now I got these fans like who is he
Can hardly finish tracks now like Damn, I'm too picky
I got retweets from fans, new lines from Sam, dirty looks from Shorty's man, and Ryan got it all on cam
Celebrating making it, faded it that bar hop
They all were sleeping on me, this tape's an alarm clock
Scream "Here I am world!", I'mma make you love me
Through being done bogus, better save that shit for Mugsy
Still ain't verified on Twitter, started from the bottom still here
Still saying how I'm taking over this year
Still whisper song lyrics in a bitch ear
Stay with a crew full of dudes who don't really give a fuck a lot
Tough act to follow because we always take it up a notch
And you won't get too many hands up bringin' it down
Used to hate my songs now you're front row singin' 'em now!
[More turn up]
Who that, oh snap, it's Slimmy
Spittin' hot shit like "Can I get a mint please?"
In school but music was goin' good, so I had to finish early all Taylor Swiftly
Forgive me, momma, poppa, lanky rhymer, light skinned rasta
Should've been locked up
This my shot, cocked up
Screaming "Fuck the world!" 'till that bitch get knocked up
Hats off to my reflection
Got the whole city on my erection
Punch to the tongue, hit a lick on your bitch
Dedicate a song to her, that's a treat for your trick
Halloween, got a flow kinda mean, pot of bling
Boom her Bad-A like badabing
Know a lot of things time to utilize
This is do or die
Doing push ups in my room 'cuz I know who survive
Hit my Goudy one hand in the air.... Now do that thang!
Had a good thing going why'd you choose that lane?
This the reason right here like Hoobastank!
[Period of going ape shit]
[Verse]
Living life with my head on the pillow, always chasing these dreams
Little puppet breaking these strings, like fuck it I'm doing my thing
They say my jeans to skinny, my bling too mini, my moves too drastic, and my plans too iffy
Doing shows now I got these fans like who is he
Can hardly finish tracks now like Damn, I'm too picky
I got retweets from fans, new lines from Sam, dirty looks from Shorty's man, and Ryan got it all on cam
Celebrating making it, faded it that bar hop
They all were sleeping on me, this tape's an alarm clock
Scream "Here I am world!", I'mma make you love me
Through being done bogus, better save that shit for Mugsy
Still ain't verified on Twitter, started from the bottom still here
Still saying how I'm taking over this year
Still whisper song lyrics in a bitch ear
Stay with a crew full of dudes who don't really give a fuck a lot
Tough act to follow because we always take it up a notch
And you won't get too many hands up bringin' it down
Used to hate my songs now you're front row singin' 'em now!
[More turn up]