SLIDE

(I love you, Cig)

Put the work in and get the work off
Hop in the coupe and I swerve off
I don't give a damn if they ain't feeling me
I'm at the top, I'm the big boss
Top dog, I got big balls
I make the play, then I switch off
You don't really wanna see me pissed off
Get you ripped off, won't be clean like a scene out of Jigsaw
I'm with the action, really I'm making it happen
I'm everything that they lacking
I'm taking, no asking
Taking the shot, ain't no passing
You better tap in
Taking what's mine and I'm taxing
Taking what's mine 'cause I own it
Taking a risk and I'm gone by the night, but I'm back in the morning
I'm in the gamе and I'm zoning

You can put it all on me
You know my side gon' ride
All got thе sticks out the tent
They ain't singing Kumbaya
And I gotta stay on go
If you let 'em, they'll play both sides
Top spot, but I gotta keep it low
Say the word and watch the way that we slide

Three in the morning, we gon' slide
And we on the Eastside, it's up, don't hide
We really on it, slide
Now we on the backstreets, we in sync like bye, bye, bye

Yeah, I got the sickest vendetta
If we got issues, then we gon' be beefing forever
I'll put ya chest in the dirt
I feel like a pirate, they think that I'm burying treasure
Call up the gang, it's whatever
Come to my side and we riding, you slipping, we sliding
Call up your bitch and we vibing
The head of my state, I'm like Biden, I feel like Poseidon
The waviest
Bitch, is you dumb? We the craziest
Light up your block like a Vegas strip
I give a fuck if you atheist
You better pray if you facing this
You better pray if you play with me
I run the team and they play for me
You know my heart got a vacancy
You don't hold weight to me
Know that I'm solid, ain't nobody breaking me

You can put it all on me
You know my side gon' ride
All got the sticks out the tent
They ain't singing Kumbaya
And I gotta stay on go
If you let 'em, they'll play both sides
Top spot, but I gotta keep it low
Say the word and watch the way that we slide

Three in the morning, we gon' slide
And we on the Eastside, it's up, don't hide
We really on it, slide
Now we on the backstreets, we in sync like bye, bye, bye



Credits
Writer(s): Kayvan Mortezazadeh, John Bradbury, Kris Kasanova
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