Slicin Down the Slab
Rika, Fuck what you heard yo
Peach Baggy Wu South Ratchet Rush Yeah
Let me take you on a journey through the Peach Baggy sector
Yo Churchland see the lane thats where I stays in
Harm City Bmore semi's blazing, bomb any either or
You'll get laid in, a pine box Cedar with ya white wife beater
Tombstone Reader violator lays here
That Chrome Nina heater tossed in some blaze shit
I mean I squeeze with the thought not Fila shit
And then I'm Breezing in the Porsche my getaway quick
It's kind of mean I mean ya boy know how to lay a shit
Quite flat asphalt on the day shift
It's right back to the Trap pulling late shifts
It's like that, get a stack, bring it back
Flip again and again till ya man is in the Benz
And if your man is in a Benz then you can lay back
And at the end of every summer you pushing the Maybach
Get it you pushing the Maybach
It's like slicing down a slab, slithered off that slow juice
Slump down chilling with a Dame in that new Coupe
Contemplating new felonies part of me telling me to slow down
But fuck it, I'm a ride till they bury me
Slicing down a slab, slithered off that slow juice
Slump down chilling with a Dame in that new Coupe
Contemplating new felonies part of me telling me to slow down
But fuck it, I'm a ride till they bury me
Whole lot of bottles really not a Role model
If ya kids did listen I would tell him don't follow
Be original don't borrow, thats all you really need to know
Hopefully the seed will grow
Man I seen grass growing through the concrete the streets
Trying to get you off track get you off beat
That's why I stay up in the lab freestyle and staying away from the trap
All thing is they still saying that I'm dope, fresh off the boat
Shit I'm trying to stay afloat
Piff and the Rello got me feeling like a Pharaoh in a common man apparel
Appearance is elusive I seduced this beat then I do this beat
Fuck it y'all ain't hear nothing, only Magnum
I carry is a rubber can't say the same for my brother's they Busting Rush
It's like slicing down a slab, slithered off that slow juice
Slump down chilling with a Dame in that new Coupe
Contemplating new felonies part of me telling me to slow down
But fuck it, I'm a ride till they bury me
Slicing down a slab, slithered off that slow juice
Slump down chilling with a Dame in that new Coupe
Contemplating new felonies part of me telling me to slow down
But fuck it, I'm a ride till they bury me
It's like summer solstices Light to midnight
My lines will give light to the blind and in-site from my mind
In any Cipher and tightening the knot between us
But fuck that shit lets blow to the heights of Venus
Thicker Bank rolls sipp liquor drink slow
Juice spliffs are rolled up in pineapple Peach Dro
Let me get my mind together, before I get my grind together
I can't drop hot lines forever, so I mind my cheddar
Keep my nose to the grind, stone nine Beretta
In the small of my back I'm a lively fella
I'm on the Block slinging pounds of that five two felons
You on the block with a wire nigga
Why is you telling, you get your top expired Nigga
Hide ya melon, and the whole Hood feels us so be easy Nigga
Before that Llama 9 Milli leave you Breezy Nigga
It's like slicing down a slab, slithered off that slow juice
Slump down chilling with a Dame in that new Coupe
Contemplating new felonies part of me telling me to slow down
But fuck it, I'm a ride till they bury me
It's like slicing down a slab, slithered off that slow juice
Slump down chilling with a Dame in that new Coupe
Contemplating new felonies part of me telling me to slow down
But fuck it, I'm a ride till they bury me
Peach Baggy Wu South Ratchet Rush Yeah
Let me take you on a journey through the Peach Baggy sector
Yo Churchland see the lane thats where I stays in
Harm City Bmore semi's blazing, bomb any either or
You'll get laid in, a pine box Cedar with ya white wife beater
Tombstone Reader violator lays here
That Chrome Nina heater tossed in some blaze shit
I mean I squeeze with the thought not Fila shit
And then I'm Breezing in the Porsche my getaway quick
It's kind of mean I mean ya boy know how to lay a shit
Quite flat asphalt on the day shift
It's right back to the Trap pulling late shifts
It's like that, get a stack, bring it back
Flip again and again till ya man is in the Benz
And if your man is in a Benz then you can lay back
And at the end of every summer you pushing the Maybach
Get it you pushing the Maybach
It's like slicing down a slab, slithered off that slow juice
Slump down chilling with a Dame in that new Coupe
Contemplating new felonies part of me telling me to slow down
But fuck it, I'm a ride till they bury me
Slicing down a slab, slithered off that slow juice
Slump down chilling with a Dame in that new Coupe
Contemplating new felonies part of me telling me to slow down
But fuck it, I'm a ride till they bury me
Whole lot of bottles really not a Role model
If ya kids did listen I would tell him don't follow
Be original don't borrow, thats all you really need to know
Hopefully the seed will grow
Man I seen grass growing through the concrete the streets
Trying to get you off track get you off beat
That's why I stay up in the lab freestyle and staying away from the trap
All thing is they still saying that I'm dope, fresh off the boat
Shit I'm trying to stay afloat
Piff and the Rello got me feeling like a Pharaoh in a common man apparel
Appearance is elusive I seduced this beat then I do this beat
Fuck it y'all ain't hear nothing, only Magnum
I carry is a rubber can't say the same for my brother's they Busting Rush
It's like slicing down a slab, slithered off that slow juice
Slump down chilling with a Dame in that new Coupe
Contemplating new felonies part of me telling me to slow down
But fuck it, I'm a ride till they bury me
Slicing down a slab, slithered off that slow juice
Slump down chilling with a Dame in that new Coupe
Contemplating new felonies part of me telling me to slow down
But fuck it, I'm a ride till they bury me
It's like summer solstices Light to midnight
My lines will give light to the blind and in-site from my mind
In any Cipher and tightening the knot between us
But fuck that shit lets blow to the heights of Venus
Thicker Bank rolls sipp liquor drink slow
Juice spliffs are rolled up in pineapple Peach Dro
Let me get my mind together, before I get my grind together
I can't drop hot lines forever, so I mind my cheddar
Keep my nose to the grind, stone nine Beretta
In the small of my back I'm a lively fella
I'm on the Block slinging pounds of that five two felons
You on the block with a wire nigga
Why is you telling, you get your top expired Nigga
Hide ya melon, and the whole Hood feels us so be easy Nigga
Before that Llama 9 Milli leave you Breezy Nigga
It's like slicing down a slab, slithered off that slow juice
Slump down chilling with a Dame in that new Coupe
Contemplating new felonies part of me telling me to slow down
But fuck it, I'm a ride till they bury me
It's like slicing down a slab, slithered off that slow juice
Slump down chilling with a Dame in that new Coupe
Contemplating new felonies part of me telling me to slow down
But fuck it, I'm a ride till they bury me
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Writer(s): Ratchet Rush
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