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Slime
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UK Hip-Hop
Slime è stato pubblicato il 17 giugno 2021 da High Focus Records come parte dell'album Wakmo
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AlbumWakmo
Data di uscita17 giugno 2021
EtichettaHigh Focus Records
LinguaEnglish
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM81

Video musicale

Video musicale

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Datkid
Datkid
Performer
Illinformed
Illinformed
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
William Leigh
William Leigh
Composer
Matthew Jones
Matthew Jones
Songwriter

Testi

Slime and it's drippin'
Slime and it's drippin'
Yo, check it, yo
Uh, yo
I've been on this slime for a minute
Black gloves in my back pocket, try catch me slippin'
Not a wink if there's a line and it's ringin'
Money come and go fast, blink your eyes and you're missin'
'Cause I've been on this slime and it's drippin'
Hustle and grind for a livin'
Have you in your back pocket quick if you're tryin' to fib in
Call me daddy, I ain't kiddin'
Ayo, black gloves leather, white gloves rubber
Sippin' crud juice on my slime like flubber
The only way is up like birds in the summer
Unless it's back to jail 'cause you told me suck my mother
I'm tryna stick to the game plan, make money exchange hands
But sometimes it is what it ain't, man
Corrupted head and some stained hands, that's all I got to give
'Cause there's too much to take until I'm straight, man
Feel me? I'm on it, consequences can't chill me
It's ironic, but livin' might kill me
Ha, strap another up, start wrappin' up the crud
Get it pumpin' 'til it's gone and start backin' out the scuds
I'll show you how to eat with no food
Been on my slime since football in the street with no shoes
Still kickin' it, still no sleepin', no snooze
Couple scars but my ego don't bruise
I've been on this slime for a minute
Black gloves in my back pocket, try catch me slippin'
Not a wink if there's a line and it's ringin'
Money come and go fast, blink your eyes and you're missin'
'Cause I've been on this slime and it's drippin'
Hustle and grind for a livin'
Have you in your back pocket quick if you're tryin' to fib in
Call me daddy, I ain't kiddin'
Catch me starin' in your grill like I'm waitin' for my cheese on toast
I'm from Bris, goth and shittyville, southwest coast
Take a dive, huh, you don't wanna swim 'round here
Lived here a year, you front like you been out here
Uh, like you won't get stripped 'til your skin out here
I've been through thick and thin out here, I'm still out here
I'm on my teeth game, my black Ralphie hat, red Asics
Always in some shit, must have one of them faces
Hated on but I loved that, the ASBO scumbag
I'm only up early if I get raided
These days I don't get bail, they don't trust me
Crown court tracksuit like you can't judge me
I might do some dumb shit if you touch me
Pay me, or I'll be at your door like Just Eat
I sniff raw 'til there's blood on the note
And I can barely rap 'cause I'm numb in the throat
Almost everything I say is somethin' someone can quote
I catch joke, but take me for one and I won't
Uh, ain't no fuckin' joke, bruv
Fuckin'— I ain't doin' no fuckin' charity work, bruv
I've been on this slime for a minute
Black gloves in my back pocket, try catch me slippin'
Not a wink if there's a line and it's ringin'
Money come and go fast, blink your eyes and you're missin'
'Cause I've been on this slime and it's drippin'
Hustle and grind for a livin'
Have you in your back pocket quick if you're tryin' to fib in
Call me daddy, I ain't kiddin'
I ain't fuckin' kiddin', man
Smokin' this
Fuck knows, I don't even remember what the name is
Something
Written by: Matthew Jones, William Leigh
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