Yung Simmie
Slangin
[Intro]

[Verse 1]
So I'm standin' on the corner straight slangin' rocks
And I'm ducking the cops
Pop goes the Glock
If they run-up on my block
And it's nonstop
Gettin' buck
Not giving a fuck
N***a run up, get stuck
By that Zimmerman pump
Stupid n***a ran up on the drum
Dumb n***a you done fo'
George Zimmerman passed us the gun smoke
And that's one quote that n***as got to live by
His mom made him still cry
Cuz after your kids die
Dem n***as gon steal our-
Why try to deny the obvious
It's right in front of your eyelids, kid
The economy out to get us cuz they notice that we keep it trilla
Livin reala
[?] the white man and we spend ten toes down
Right in your town
We right in the south
And that's word to [?]
Still vouching for my n***as
As we enter the building
We hit the ceiling
Cuz we been high all day
Tryna parlay
Gettin bread all day
Cuz we been out for the set
I tell them talk up or get checked
Keep meetin the texts
So who better come back correct?
Don't guess
My n***a cuz this ain't a test
He gets in a wreck as he made a left
And me flexin'
While he stressin'
And me chasin' a blessin'
All in his section
This is a lesson
So n***a just listen