Its a Slide

Off the gas, yeah it's just another day, she like
Why you leave, I'm like I don't want to stay baby
I up cash niggas know that I don't play
Niggas hatin, what they gotta say
Bitch its litty, we just get it live
12 lurkin, we just act surprised
Von threw it, caught that bitch in stride
Its a slide, niggas better hide

She get litty, you know she gone make it clap
Couple 50's you know she gone buss it back
Keep a blicky you know I can't ever lack
Don't get it twisted tho, I still a beat yo ass
Niggas hatin I'm just running up my cheese
The way we smell when we walked in, you think I smoked a fuckin p
The opps been missing all they shots and they ain't even takin 3's
My niggas switched up I ain't know that we was out here takin 3s
What you mean, we supreme
Yeah she know I got that cake
But it was tough to save a thot
So we couldn't go out on no date
Bitch I'm tryna get that wraith and put Ohio on the plates
I know she mad at me again, I see the look all on her face
That's okay, cause she still gone buss it open for the win
Drop that ass, you know she gone let lil Cameron get it in
Day Day yackin with that bitch, he turned my 2 into a 10
Ballerinas with them choppers all we tryna do is spin

Off the gas, yeah it's just another day, she like
Why you leave, I'm like I don't want to stay baby
I up cash niggas know that I don't play
Niggas hatin, what they gotta say
Bitch its litty, we just get it live
12 lurkin, we just act surprised
Von threw it, caught that bitch in stride
Its a slide, niggas better hide

She like why you leave, I'm like bitch I gotta go
Niggas know I get that gas, get that wood, and it get rolled
Bro these niggas must be candace cause they tellin on they bros
Baby no I don't 20's, I keep 100's in my roll
You would think I coach for duke cause I got blues around my bros
I'm not manny, I get handy, I keep tools around my bros
Niggas tryna get them dubs but they keep losin on they bros
Look like Elsa touched my bitch, cause you know all my bitches cold
Niggas know, All we do is vine they block, that's when we swing
I put up bout 30 points I had to do that for my team
Nigga please, please tell em they is not no fuckin kings
Niggas claim they trappin out there, they don't got no fuckin fiends
She pull up and you know she gone get it clappin just for me
Bitch these hollows get to smackin, they get clappin like this beat
Bro what happened niggas yackin, so we clapped em, that was sweet
Niggas always talkin heavy, but be lackin on they street

Off the gas, yeah its just another day, she like
Why you leave, I'm like I don't want to stay baby
I up cash niggas know that I don't play
Niggas hatin, what they gotta say
Bitch its litty, we just get it live
12 lurkin, we just act surprised
Von threw it, caught that bitch in stride
Its a slide, niggas better hide



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Writer(s): Cameron Arce-dunn
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