Slidin
It was late night in tha van
I was trappin serving grams.
Sliding round me and my mans
Kept it hot we needed fans
We was out here smoking og
These niggas act like they know me
They b cappin while I'm stacking
My money it's never folding
I was picking up that package
Rolling dice les see wat happen
On my ps and qs smoking woods
Late night cruising in that caddy
:46
Police came try to pick me up boy u I wasn't having it
Baby u kno that I last in it
Paper stacking to the fuckin ceiling I b fast w it
She like when I kiss her smack her ass then I slide in it
Babygirl a ocean yung nigga Like Poseidon
Don't een gotta ask her Ik she stand beside me
Copped tha same watch as me but he ain't on my type timing
Don't know why he say brudda wen he ain't even slimey
Boy this life wat u make it u bet make sure out here grinding
my nigga ride round w racks in the middle like he roddy
Pussy play w ape then is anotha body
I b dancin in tha bih like my name was Bobby
Throwing shii to tha streets like my name was tommy
But I do not fw 12 don't get it confused
Can't even blame nun these bitches they do what they do
It was late night in tha van
I was trappin serving grams.
Sliding round me and my mans
Kept it hot we needed fans
We was out here smoking og
These niggas act like they know me
They b cappin while I'm stacking
My money it's never folding
I was trappin serving grams.
Sliding round me and my mans
Kept it hot we needed fans
We was out here smoking og
These niggas act like they know me
They b cappin while I'm stacking
My money it's never folding
I was picking up that package
Rolling dice les see wat happen
On my ps and qs smoking woods
Late night cruising in that caddy
:46
Police came try to pick me up boy u I wasn't having it
Baby u kno that I last in it
Paper stacking to the fuckin ceiling I b fast w it
She like when I kiss her smack her ass then I slide in it
Babygirl a ocean yung nigga Like Poseidon
Don't een gotta ask her Ik she stand beside me
Copped tha same watch as me but he ain't on my type timing
Don't know why he say brudda wen he ain't even slimey
Boy this life wat u make it u bet make sure out here grinding
my nigga ride round w racks in the middle like he roddy
Pussy play w ape then is anotha body
I b dancin in tha bih like my name was Bobby
Throwing shii to tha streets like my name was tommy
But I do not fw 12 don't get it confused
Can't even blame nun these bitches they do what they do
It was late night in tha van
I was trappin serving grams.
Sliding round me and my mans
Kept it hot we needed fans
We was out here smoking og
These niggas act like they know me
They b cappin while I'm stacking
My money it's never folding
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Writer(s): Cayman Smith
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