Slide

(Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, uh)

I'm sliding on an opp I might have to drop his top
Should of seen his face at the red light I made his heart stop
And I ain't dying to the pigs I'm shooting at the cops
Niggas postin all that beef on the net I think they work for cops
I just cracked the seal and I just poured a 8 in my pop
I'm in the town milly rocking had to hide it in my sock
I do my dance in the club nigga, now watch the hoes flock
I got them racks on me hoes fucking off the way I talk
I got this glizzy on me you can tell by the way I walk
He was mr. tough guy now he outlined in that chalk

Yea now he outlined in that chalk
Niggas stick around these bitches getting pussy by default
Niggas mad that I can rap and they can't, that ain't my fault
Niggas broke never get off they ass, yea that's they fault
You ain't street nigga you just got front row seats
I'll put the gun down knuckle up and give a nigga beats
My nigga JayWiz be going crazy on these fucking beats
How you beefing on the internet and claim you from the streets
I can show you how to ball in the field lace up your cleats
If it's one on one, me vs you, I'll never see defeat
Niggas see me do it now they wanna do it this ain't for the weak
Yea, I play for takeaways and keeps nigga
Yea, I'm up a dub this week nigga
Yea, the bag the only thing I seek nigga
I just started I ain't even at my peak
I'm ten toes betting on myself, nigga they gone see
A lot of shit these niggas pay to get bitches I get for free
That shit be lame to me
These niggas simps they can't even compare to me
I'm the type of nigga that's gone take it there cause it ain't shit to me
It be the niggas closest to you that's gone turn to into yo enemy
I rather walk him down and get the layup ion like shooting from three
Off white shirt Mike Amiri jeans bitch I'm a sight to see
I done beat a hunnid pots up I memorized the recipe
I'm running laps around these niggas they can't fuck with me

I'm sliding on an opp I might have to drop his top
Should of seen his face at the red light I made his heart stop
And I ain't dying to the pigs I'm shooting at the cops
Niggas postin all that beef on the net I think they work for cops
I just cracked the seal and I just poured a 8 in my pop
I'm in the town milly rocking had to hide it in my sock
I do my dance in the club nigga, now watch the hoes flock
I got them racks on me hoes fucking off the way I talk
I got this glizzy on me you can tell by the way I walk
He was mr. tough guy now he outlined in that chalk



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Writer(s): Daval Torres
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