text: I remember somebody once told me I aint shit without my home boys
  Funny thing is, they was right
  My slime is my slime 
  Keep that rocket with him
  Rondo number nine 
  Hope you buster niggas never cross the line 
  Cause he gon gun you down
  And then go do the time 
  My slime is my slatt
  He dont never leave the house without that bat
  Finessed a nigga out his work and threw the jack
  My slime, my slime, so you know I got his back Blap, blap, take that, yeah
  Two coupes 
  No roof 
  Ace and Mitch, on my gettin money shit
  If you seen me back to back
  You know who Im rollin with
  He got 30, I got 30
  Rollin 60 like a Crip
  Thats my word, I got sauce so
  You know I like the drip
  Hate when niggas hatin on me
  So you know we keep the stick
  Call the plug for some bricks
  We went half up on that lick
  He aint worried bout these hoes
  We aint beefed over no bitch
  Thats my slime, thats my nigga
  Who gon watch over my kids?
  Beat my daughters boyfriend up?
  Raise my son like it was his?
  Thats my nigga, he the realest
  We at Gucci, bustin swipes
  If he bustin, then Im bustin
  Bitch, I know its slime for life
  My slime is my slime 
  Keep that rocket with him
  Rondo number nine 
  Hope you buster niggas never cross the line 
  Cause he gon gun you down
  And then go do the time 
  My slime is my slatt
  He dont never leave the house without that bat
  Finessed a nigga out his work and threw the jack
  My slime, my slime, so you know I got his back Blap, blap, take that, yeah
  My slime is my slime
  He said, Trip, load the clip, its time to ride
  Chanel on my hip, pardon my drip, we just slide
  Momma say snake, slime life is in his eyes
  Look at my set, me and my slatt spend a dime
  Business is straight, but Im a snake in his mind
  Too many whips parked outside, I cant decide
  Hunnids on me in my jeans, they got us high
  All of the Cs, all of them Bs, they ready to slide
  Keep that blick, blick, too many homicides
  Got icy wrists, figure skate and glide
  Color blind niggas, stay up out my sight
  My slime is my slime 
  Keep that rocket with him
  Rondo number nine 
  Hope you buster niggas never cross the line 
  Cause he gon gun you down
  And then go do the time 
  My slime is my slatt
  He dont never leave the house without that bat
  Finessed a nigga out his work and threw the jack
  My slime, my slime, so you know I got his back Blap, blap, take that, yeah