SLIDE

I'm in my bag
Paper chasin' young nigga
Whole lotta cash
These diamonds on a nigga dancin'
Just turn on the flash
I turn into another nigga
When I put on a mask
Young nigga tryna touch a bag
I ain't going out sad
Tell them opps that we gon slide
Ain't nobody gon survive
All my niggas keep that fye
When we riding nigga
Run up on me you gon die
Ain't no nigga worth my time
On that corner you gon lie
Don't you try it nigga
Chasin racks in this bitch
These niggas talk like they ain't know
I keep a strap in this bitch
Like I don't ride wit that heater in my lap
In this bitch
That .45 get to hittin
Let it clap in this bitch
That hoe dying if we spinning
Let em know what we on
We leave em painted
Niggas talkin for views
Like we won't just make em famous
Tryna shake up a room wit a song
I can't explain it
Turned pussy when he saw what we on
And I don't blame him
I ain't even have a ride
Now my doors suicide
Niggas talkin out they neck
Like I ain't riding wit that 9
Niggas see that you a star
And wish they was the one to shine
You get money back get bitches back
But you don't get back time
On that corner I was stressing
I just had to count my blessings
I was fuckin' off that cash
Thinkin' bout shit from adolescence
Few bitches in my past
That I still wish that I was textin'
Know I'm blocked
But I still hope you get the message
Know I'm blocked
But I still hoped you saw me flexin'
I was tryna get attention
But I'm different now
I changed some things around
That I ain't mention
Hottest in my town
I'm tryna chase the crown I need a second
I done did shit
Just know that I regret it for the record
Opps hittin my phone
Like I ain't gon send em to heaven
Headshots my nigga
You ain't living another second
Send my killers a bag and a tag
And they gon stretch em
Nigga goin out sad bout a flag
That he ain't repping
Dateline if you playin wit me
You don't want smoke
Watch what you sayin to me
I'm tryna run up racks
I'm on my way to the beach
And I don't play
That choppa stay in my reach
I pray to God like everyday 'fo I sleep
I"m like the sun bitch every day
I got the heat
Had to get up in my bag
I can't be laying in the street
Say he want smoke I drop the addy
Choppa lay lil bro to sleep
I'm in my bag
Paper chasing young nigga
Whole lotta cash
These diamonds on a nigga dancing
Just turn on the flash
I turn into another nigga
When I put on a mask
Young nigga tryna touch a bag
I ain't going out sad
Tell them opps that we gon slide
Ain't nobody gon survive
All my niggas keep that fye
When we riding nigga
Run up on me you gon die
Ain't no nigga worth my time
On that corner you gon lie
Don't you try it nigga
I'm in my bag
Paper chasing young nigga
Whole lotta cash
These diamonds on a nigga dancing
Just turn on the flash
I turn into another nigga
When I put on a mask
Young nigga tryna touch a bag
I ain't going out sad
Tell them opps that we gon slide
Ain't nobody gon survive
All my niggas keep that fye
When we riding nigga
Run up on me you gon die
Ain't no nigga worth my time
On that corner you gon lie
Don't you try it nigga



Credits
Writer(s): Khari Elijah Douglas, Ybf K Sauce
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