Slide
Pop out wit that fye bitch when we slide murder my mind on some melly shit
I'm with the slimes sippin that high wok and the sprite in my belly bitch
Thot she gon ride pull out it's time skrt out from inside this telly bitch
Big old bank fuck what you think smoking this stank on some smellyshit
We smoke out that gas on that opp pack
Shawty blinging my line I won't call back
My choppa eat you that's a Big Mac
I'm rocking Off White but it's all black
Pour 4 in a 2 of that of the hi tech
I came in here dripping off my cheque
She pressing I cannot reply yet
YYZ takeoff and bitch I'm the pilot
Pop out at yo party bitch I've been styling
Hand me the Henny the Remy I'm wildin
Feed me the blizzy I wanna start flyin
Told me you love me lil baby you lying
Dnd girl gotta keep you on silent
Wipe up yo tears with these hunnids stop crying
Grindin for this till it pop I been trying
It don't mean shit all the drip I been buying
Pop out with the slimes in this bitch designer right down yeah you know that we turning up
Pop out with the fire in this bitch it's way too damn hot yeah so hot that we burning up
Said he want smoke in this bitch yeah dummy boy don't really think that you learned enough
Made ya bitch choke on this shit she slippin she sliding she riding she slurp it up
Big steppa red bottom stay 10 toes
Been balling ain't checking no score
Chanel the Goyard and the Kenzo
Gucci and Prada and Fendi Dior
I feel like im pop how I'm up in these stores
Big drip on my body gon leak on the floor
The dawgs and the demons they phenin for more
Better hop out that crib before we come through the door
Im with the demons the wolves they huffin they puffin they blowing yo block down
Nah not the fronto the woods the sticky the cookie fill it to the top now
Said you want static its good just watch your mouth cuz I ride round with that glock now
You feelin envy you should cuz Tosh comin to the top shit we gon pop now
Pop out wit that fye bitch when we slide murder my mind on some melly shit
I'm with the slimes sippin that high wok and the sprite in my belly bitch
Thot she gon ride pull out it's time skrt out from inside this telly bitch
Big old bank fuck what you think smoking this stank on some smellyshit
You know this money don't mean shit
All you need is the love wit all yo slimes and yo slats
All of this drip I don't need it
I just said fuck all the fashion exchange it for gap
Too many lies it just seem lit
Don't be phenin for that life baby its all cap
Too many horses we speeding
Hang out the window and im giving yo head a lil tap
Do what I want
Im on the hunt
This my lil chop it blow smoke like a blunt
Lean when I stunt
This not for fun
This baby glock it gon kick like a punt
Lil boy yeah he gonna run
Before I come round and turn him to dust yeah
She thought this dick was a gun
Don't matter cuz she gon let em both bust yeah
I'm with the slimes sippin that high wok and the sprite in my belly bitch
Thot she gon ride pull out it's time skrt out from inside this telly bitch
Big old bank fuck what you think smoking this stank on some smellyshit
We smoke out that gas on that opp pack
Shawty blinging my line I won't call back
My choppa eat you that's a Big Mac
I'm rocking Off White but it's all black
Pour 4 in a 2 of that of the hi tech
I came in here dripping off my cheque
She pressing I cannot reply yet
YYZ takeoff and bitch I'm the pilot
Pop out at yo party bitch I've been styling
Hand me the Henny the Remy I'm wildin
Feed me the blizzy I wanna start flyin
Told me you love me lil baby you lying
Dnd girl gotta keep you on silent
Wipe up yo tears with these hunnids stop crying
Grindin for this till it pop I been trying
It don't mean shit all the drip I been buying
Pop out with the slimes in this bitch designer right down yeah you know that we turning up
Pop out with the fire in this bitch it's way too damn hot yeah so hot that we burning up
Said he want smoke in this bitch yeah dummy boy don't really think that you learned enough
Made ya bitch choke on this shit she slippin she sliding she riding she slurp it up
Big steppa red bottom stay 10 toes
Been balling ain't checking no score
Chanel the Goyard and the Kenzo
Gucci and Prada and Fendi Dior
I feel like im pop how I'm up in these stores
Big drip on my body gon leak on the floor
The dawgs and the demons they phenin for more
Better hop out that crib before we come through the door
Im with the demons the wolves they huffin they puffin they blowing yo block down
Nah not the fronto the woods the sticky the cookie fill it to the top now
Said you want static its good just watch your mouth cuz I ride round with that glock now
You feelin envy you should cuz Tosh comin to the top shit we gon pop now
Pop out wit that fye bitch when we slide murder my mind on some melly shit
I'm with the slimes sippin that high wok and the sprite in my belly bitch
Thot she gon ride pull out it's time skrt out from inside this telly bitch
Big old bank fuck what you think smoking this stank on some smellyshit
You know this money don't mean shit
All you need is the love wit all yo slimes and yo slats
All of this drip I don't need it
I just said fuck all the fashion exchange it for gap
Too many lies it just seem lit
Don't be phenin for that life baby its all cap
Too many horses we speeding
Hang out the window and im giving yo head a lil tap
Do what I want
Im on the hunt
This my lil chop it blow smoke like a blunt
Lean when I stunt
This not for fun
This baby glock it gon kick like a punt
Lil boy yeah he gonna run
Before I come round and turn him to dust yeah
She thought this dick was a gun
Don't matter cuz she gon let em both bust yeah
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Writer(s): Tosh Yyz
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