Slimesito Don T Fight Lyrics
Don't Fight by Slimesito
[Intro]
Casok
Gangway right now
Posted up, nigga
Don't see no opps
Gang, nigga
Don't fight none of that shit
[Verse]
All of my young niggas got them stripes (Stripes)
Double down Glocks, nigga, I don't fight
Scary ass nigga, you the type that kite (On gang)
I hit with the sticks, so you better get right (Brra)
That nigga want smoke, then that shit on sight (Sight)
In the red zone, you know that I'm real, right?
Try to rob me and you gon' lose your life
Just fucked your bitch, but she not my type
Doin' this shit 'cause I can't live twice
I'm a big Blood, nigga, like Suge Knight (Ooh)
I got a new stick and it hit so right
Shoot your ass up, I ain't thinkin' twice (Brra, brra)
I really be out here trappin' every night
Just took your bitch, now she on the flight
Pull up in Bimmers and this shit all white
Just dropped the Hi-Tech in the Sprite (Yeah)
I got a strap on me like a dyke (Strap)
Shot him in the face 'cause he tried to fight (Brra)
I got them shooters and they stay on go
All of my niggas, man, they countin' rolls (On gang)
I got your bitch butt-naked by the stove
30 rounds cash, nigga, and that's low (Gang)
I'm real mob ties, nigga, I can't fold
Hit him with the stick and now he dance like Dro (Stick)
Try to run down, nigga, I'm gon' blow
I really got sticks on me at my show
I been in this shit, nigga, I can't go (Yeah)
Certified shit, nigga, I'm ten toes
Did a drill on his block to let him know (Drill)
My shooter got sticks and he on parole
I robbed for his shit and I took his ho (Slime)
Free 13, all my niggas on go
Double down and I'm shootin' like a pro (Yeah)
Shot him in the face, now it's adios (Brra, brra)
I really catch stains, I don't talk on phones (Brra)
Casok
Gangway right now
Posted up, nigga
Don't see no opps
Gang, nigga
Don't fight none of that shit
[Verse]
All of my young niggas got them stripes (Stripes)
Double down Glocks, nigga, I don't fight
Scary ass nigga, you the type that kite (On gang)
I hit with the sticks, so you better get right (Brra)
That nigga want smoke, then that shit on sight (Sight)
In the red zone, you know that I'm real, right?
Try to rob me and you gon' lose your life
Just fucked your bitch, but she not my type
Doin' this shit 'cause I can't live twice
I'm a big Blood, nigga, like Suge Knight (Ooh)
I got a new stick and it hit so right
Shoot your ass up, I ain't thinkin' twice (Brra, brra)
I really be out here trappin' every night
Just took your bitch, now she on the flight
Pull up in Bimmers and this shit all white
Just dropped the Hi-Tech in the Sprite (Yeah)
I got a strap on me like a dyke (Strap)
Shot him in the face 'cause he tried to fight (Brra)
I got them shooters and they stay on go
All of my niggas, man, they countin' rolls (On gang)
I got your bitch butt-naked by the stove
30 rounds cash, nigga, and that's low (Gang)
I'm real mob ties, nigga, I can't fold
Hit him with the stick and now he dance like Dro (Stick)
Try to run down, nigga, I'm gon' blow
I really got sticks on me at my show
I been in this shit, nigga, I can't go (Yeah)
Certified shit, nigga, I'm ten toes
Did a drill on his block to let him know (Drill)
My shooter got sticks and he on parole
I robbed for his shit and I took his ho (Slime)
Free 13, all my niggas on go
Double down and I'm shootin' like a pro (Yeah)
Shot him in the face, now it's adios (Brra, brra)
I really catch stains, I don't talk on phones (Brra)