[Intro]
Oogie Mane, he killed it
Hello? Who the fuck is this? The fuck
Oh, what's up?
Shit, what's goin' on? Matter fact, let me call you back, call you right back, alright

[Chorus]
Get in contact wit' yo' girl, I ain't got her number (Yeah)
Already got your bitch wet and I ain't even fuck her (Damn)
You ain't gotta hide your girl, you ain't gotta tuck her (Ayy)
'Cause you know I'm gon' get it, as long as I'm gettin' money

[Verse 1]
Big hunnid and fifty, 'member this shit was nothing
'Member they all was hatin', now I know they love it
Well, love me right in public
But when they get close, still hatin' on the low
I said, all these hoes on me, yeah
Fuck these hoes for free, yeah
Diamonds on my neck, them bitches look like they play freeze tag
Pull up in my brand new Bentley, this shit cost like three Jags
And the gun I got on me, this shit, it hold like three mags
I just bought her one Birkin, that shit cost like three bags
Too much, one Louis, one Goyard and double C bag
Buffy, Buffy, Buffy, Cartier, don't think you seen that
I stay walkin' with the ice, you know I mean that
That girl gave me top so long, she said she want her knees back
I told them, I stopped popping them perkies, then I relapsed
You know she gon' throw the cake, but no, no, I won't eat that (Yeah)
Molly, where my lean at? Gucci, where my seam at?
Fuck n***a, you can try me if you wanna (If you wanna; bah)
In a Bentley gettin' followed by a Hummer (That's my boys)
That my shooters and they rollin' with a hunnid (That's my boys)
Never tell her, but she think that I love her (Ew)
[Chorus]
Get in contact wit' yo' girl, I ain't got her number (Yeah)
Already got your bitch wet and I ain't even fuck her (Damn)
You ain't gotta hide your girl, you ain't gotta tuck her (Ayy)
'Cause you know I'm gon' get it, as long as I'm gettin' money
Seem like nowadays, I fell in love wit' yo' ho (Goddamn)
I'm tryna tell you, "Please, do not run up, bro"
Have you ever saw a Vector with a scope? (On god)
That's how you gon' sound, shots all at your throat
Seem like nowadays, I fell in love wit' yo' ho (Damn)
I'm tryna tell you, "Please, do not run up, bro" (Bah)
Have you ever saw a Vector with a scope? (Nope, bah)
That's how you gon' sound, shots all at your throat

[Verse 2]
Damn, this a mob, this a motherfuckin' mob (Lifestyle)
We don't care if you n***as got ties (Damn, woo)
All that pride, put that shit to the side (To the side)
N***a, we the Slimes, so we never switchin' sides (Slatt, slimes)
Look at his Daddy hold his Momma when she sob (Look at 'em crying)
I heard that they said it was an inside job (Damn)
I got some shooters in the street and in the jail (Yeah, slime, slime, slime)
They both handling that shit so well (Yeah-yeah, okay)
Slimed up, vibed up (Vibe, vibe, vibe)
Vibed up, that mean I'm dimed up (Dime, dime, dime)
Plus your shooter, that's my rider (Ride, ride, ride)
Yeah, you boys better get them dollars (Dol', dol', dollar)
[Chorus]
Get in contact wit' yo' girl, I ain't got her number (Yeah)
Already got your bitch wet and I ain't even fuck her (Damn)
You ain't gotta hide your girl, you ain't gotta tuck her (Ayy)
'Cause you know I'm gon' get it, as long as I'm gettin' money
Seem like nowadays, I fell in love wit' yo' ho (Goddamn)
I'm tryna tell you, "Please, do not run up, bro"
Have you ever saw a Vector with a scope? (On God)
That's how you gon' sound, shots all at your throat
Seem like nowadays, I fell in love wit' yo' ho (Damn)
I'm tryna tell you, "Please, do not run up, bro" (Bah)
Have you ever saw a Vector with a scope? (Bah)
That's how you gon' sound, shots all at your throat