I'm Gon Slide !
Keep my stick on me im gone slide
Nigga thought he killed me i aint die
Girl you ain't my bitch i aint gon lie
Glocky on my hip its on my side
He ran through the back like a bitch
I came through the spot with the stick
Im plotting on how to get rich
Its funny how these niggas switch
Yeah
Just for the clout
Wow
She wanna text
Now
She wanna sex
Now
You is up next
How?
Niggas speak down on my name
I handle it
I got the spark, got the flame
The candlelit
Bitch in the spot gimme brain
An analyst
Niggas not real its a shame
Inanimate
Yea i got the stick like a wizard
Her nigga like coffee he bitter
My dick in her mouth like some dinner
How thats yo bitch and im with her?
Keep my stick on me im gon slide
Nigga thought he killed me ian die
Girl you ain't my bitch ian gon lie
Glocky on my hip its on my side
I don't show no love to these thots keep no company
Damn he say he hard when i catch him gon run from me
Stash it from the cops, They ain't see it nigga luckily
I can't do no marriage with no hoe it ain't no coupling
Damn that boy ran wit da sack
Who u know flexin like that?
Who u know countin up racks?
I bet you can hear my lil pack
I do not care bout the cost
My drip be so wet like some voss
Yo bitch on my dick in the loft
She say i'm sick like a cough
Nigga thought he killed me i aint die
Girl you ain't my bitch i aint gon lie
Glocky on my hip its on my side
He ran through the back like a bitch
I came through the spot with the stick
Im plotting on how to get rich
Its funny how these niggas switch
Yeah
Just for the clout
Wow
She wanna text
Now
She wanna sex
Now
You is up next
How?
Niggas speak down on my name
I handle it
I got the spark, got the flame
The candlelit
Bitch in the spot gimme brain
An analyst
Niggas not real its a shame
Inanimate
Yea i got the stick like a wizard
Her nigga like coffee he bitter
My dick in her mouth like some dinner
How thats yo bitch and im with her?
Keep my stick on me im gon slide
Nigga thought he killed me ian die
Girl you ain't my bitch ian gon lie
Glocky on my hip its on my side
I don't show no love to these thots keep no company
Damn he say he hard when i catch him gon run from me
Stash it from the cops, They ain't see it nigga luckily
I can't do no marriage with no hoe it ain't no coupling
Damn that boy ran wit da sack
Who u know flexin like that?
Who u know countin up racks?
I bet you can hear my lil pack
I do not care bout the cost
My drip be so wet like some voss
Yo bitch on my dick in the loft
She say i'm sick like a cough
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Writer(s): Davonyea Hudson
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