Slide On Em (feat. Blac Youngsta)
Young rich nigga shit, know what I'm sayin'?
Drop my top now
My prices cut down
Your niggas tough now
Till they hear that gun sound
(Baow, baow, baow, brrraow, baow, brrraow)
Till they hear that gun sound
(Fuck nigga, fuck nigga, baow, baow, brrraow)
Baow, baow, gun sound
Slide on that nigga, slide on that nigga
Slide on that nigga, slide on that nigga
Drop my top now
My prices cut down
Your niggas tough now
Till they hear that gun sound
Keep my eyes on that nigga
Keep my eyes on that nigga
I put his stitches in lil pistols
I got a drone that's digital
Your nigga be talkin' tough
But really don't wanna get physical
Nigga you run and we bust
Fuck in your hoe while you cuff
Whippin' in it to a rock up
I don't do nothin' but pipe up
I shoulda played for the Thunder
But instead I trap with youngsta
Sit on my money with comfort
Spreading the dab 'cross the country
I do a show out in Spain and get back in go back to the gang
I might go give him a 10, know it ain't nothin', go get a Mustang
Damn they callin' my phone, they keep telling me that the dope is insane
Pour out my liquor for all of my niggas that died or locked up in the chains
Drop my top now
My prices cut down
Your niggas tough now
Till they hear that gun sound
(Baow, baow, baow, brrraow, baow, brrraow)
Till they hear that gun sound
(Fuck nigga, fuck nigga, baow, baow, brrraow)
Baow, baow, gun sound
Slide on that nigga, slide on that nigga
Slide on that nigga, slide on that nigga
Drop my top now
My prices cut down
Your niggas tough now
Till they hear that gun sound
Drop my top now, Lambo too loud
Richest nigga in the car lot, me, my niggas, we don't fall out
Get gunned down, better run now
Watch what you say, cut your tongue out
Fuck all that shit that you talkin' bout
Draco's we run in your momma's house
Grass so I can't see the snakes now I gotta come cut your lawn down
My stuart little killers on frontline, they robbin', drug dealin', till sun down
I pull up in curtain in privacy
Smokin' on cookie, I know she acknowledge me
She givin' me knowledge, psychology, I'm dabbin' the deal like somebody just body me
I'll fuck your baby moma while your kids there
In the same house you pay your bills so you can live there
If a nigga ever play with one of my Migo brothers, I'ma put him in a wheel chair
We gangster so it is no fear here
My lil killers they will kill you for real here
Catch you in traffic is road kill
We wipin' you lil nigga's nose here
Drop my top now
My prices cut down
Your niggas tough now
Till they hear that gun sound
(Baow, baow, baow, brrraow, baow, brrraow)
Till they hear that gun sound
(Fuck nigga, fuck nigga, baow, baow, brrraow)
Baow, baow, gun sound
Slide on that nigga, slide on that nigga
Slide on that nigga, slide on that nigga
Drop my top now
My prices cut down
Your niggas tough now
Till they hear that gun sound
Slide, slide, slide
Slide, slide, slide
Drop my top now
My prices cut down
Your niggas tough now
Till they hear that gun sound
Slide, slide, slide
Slide, slide, slide
Gun sound
Slide on that nigga, slide on that nigga
Slide on that nigga, slide on that nigga
Drop my top now
My prices cut down
Your niggas tough now
Till they hear that gun sound
(Baow, baow, baow, brrraow, baow, brrraow)
Till they hear that gun sound
(Fuck nigga, fuck nigga, baow, baow, brrraow)
Baow, baow, gun sound
Slide on that nigga, slide on that nigga
Slide on that nigga, slide on that nigga
Drop my top now
My prices cut down
Your niggas tough now
Till they hear that gun sound
Keep my eyes on that nigga
Keep my eyes on that nigga
I put his stitches in lil pistols
I got a drone that's digital
Your nigga be talkin' tough
But really don't wanna get physical
Nigga you run and we bust
Fuck in your hoe while you cuff
Whippin' in it to a rock up
I don't do nothin' but pipe up
I shoulda played for the Thunder
But instead I trap with youngsta
Sit on my money with comfort
Spreading the dab 'cross the country
I do a show out in Spain and get back in go back to the gang
I might go give him a 10, know it ain't nothin', go get a Mustang
Damn they callin' my phone, they keep telling me that the dope is insane
Pour out my liquor for all of my niggas that died or locked up in the chains
Drop my top now
My prices cut down
Your niggas tough now
Till they hear that gun sound
(Baow, baow, baow, brrraow, baow, brrraow)
Till they hear that gun sound
(Fuck nigga, fuck nigga, baow, baow, brrraow)
Baow, baow, gun sound
Slide on that nigga, slide on that nigga
Slide on that nigga, slide on that nigga
Drop my top now
My prices cut down
Your niggas tough now
Till they hear that gun sound
Drop my top now, Lambo too loud
Richest nigga in the car lot, me, my niggas, we don't fall out
Get gunned down, better run now
Watch what you say, cut your tongue out
Fuck all that shit that you talkin' bout
Draco's we run in your momma's house
Grass so I can't see the snakes now I gotta come cut your lawn down
My stuart little killers on frontline, they robbin', drug dealin', till sun down
I pull up in curtain in privacy
Smokin' on cookie, I know she acknowledge me
She givin' me knowledge, psychology, I'm dabbin' the deal like somebody just body me
I'll fuck your baby moma while your kids there
In the same house you pay your bills so you can live there
If a nigga ever play with one of my Migo brothers, I'ma put him in a wheel chair
We gangster so it is no fear here
My lil killers they will kill you for real here
Catch you in traffic is road kill
We wipin' you lil nigga's nose here
Drop my top now
My prices cut down
Your niggas tough now
Till they hear that gun sound
(Baow, baow, baow, brrraow, baow, brrraow)
Till they hear that gun sound
(Fuck nigga, fuck nigga, baow, baow, brrraow)
Baow, baow, gun sound
Slide on that nigga, slide on that nigga
Slide on that nigga, slide on that nigga
Drop my top now
My prices cut down
Your niggas tough now
Till they hear that gun sound
Slide, slide, slide
Slide, slide, slide
Drop my top now
My prices cut down
Your niggas tough now
Till they hear that gun sound
Slide, slide, slide
Slide, slide, slide
Gun sound
Slide on that nigga, slide on that nigga
Slide on that nigga, slide on that nigga
Credits
Writer(s): Norman Payne, Sammie Benson, Justin Riley
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