Slidin
Slide on yo bitch with baby oil
We all on each other like battle royal
I fuck on ya mama you baby boy
Got that girl open with sleepy voice
Answer the phone
Tell her hello
Ask how she doing
I already know
She ring me fa dick
She a Ho, Ho, Ho
It ain't even Christmas but I got bag wit me
It's more like a Duffy and filled with hundreds and 50's
New shoes, new pants I gotta get drippy
Dont buy no top yo girl give it to me
She fucking with the clothes, the hair
I guess she done with you
Saw the progress I been making
And she want some too
Ima big bag getter, yeah I earned those too
I be moving how I want don't give a fuck bout you
Listen lil nigga
Ion gotta problem witcha
But if you be out here snitching
Then you gotta get the stitches
You and all ya lil bitches
Nah they not yo niggas
Heard when you turned ya back
One of them niggas hit ya sister
Tuff nigga couldn't be me
All I got is big dawgs all in my family
Demons dawgs, hungry niggas
Tryna fucking take it all
You a Cinderella nigga
Lost yo jays at the ball
Slide on yo bitch with baby oil
We all on each other like battle royal
I fuck on ya mama you baby boy
Got that girl open with sleepy voice
Answer the phone
Tell her hello
Ask how she doing
I already know
She ring me fa dick
She a Ho, Ho, Ho
I just can not fuck wit that bitch because that hoe is real icky
Icky Vicky Timmy turner
Got me wishing for a burner
I got cosmo on my hip
And My main bitch keep Wanda on her
That pack yeah it be hitting
And my shit be dense and sticky
I can't stay here lil biddy
I just came here for the quicky
I hit it and then she litty
Say she really fuckin wit me
Took a picture for her story
Next I'm in another city
You can see her in my comments
Say she leading the committee
Bitch ass nigga fuck what that nigga be talking bout
He just through out shade on my name just to get some clout
Try to be my mans, shake my hand then be acting out
Ain't no fucking next on this blunt he be rattin now
Slide on yo bitch with baby oil
We all on each other like battle royal
I fuck on ya mama you baby boy
Got that girl open with sleepy voice
Answer the phone
Tell her hello
Ask how she doing
I already know
She ring me fa dick
She a Ho, Ho, Ho
We all on each other like battle royal
I fuck on ya mama you baby boy
Got that girl open with sleepy voice
Answer the phone
Tell her hello
Ask how she doing
I already know
She ring me fa dick
She a Ho, Ho, Ho
It ain't even Christmas but I got bag wit me
It's more like a Duffy and filled with hundreds and 50's
New shoes, new pants I gotta get drippy
Dont buy no top yo girl give it to me
She fucking with the clothes, the hair
I guess she done with you
Saw the progress I been making
And she want some too
Ima big bag getter, yeah I earned those too
I be moving how I want don't give a fuck bout you
Listen lil nigga
Ion gotta problem witcha
But if you be out here snitching
Then you gotta get the stitches
You and all ya lil bitches
Nah they not yo niggas
Heard when you turned ya back
One of them niggas hit ya sister
Tuff nigga couldn't be me
All I got is big dawgs all in my family
Demons dawgs, hungry niggas
Tryna fucking take it all
You a Cinderella nigga
Lost yo jays at the ball
Slide on yo bitch with baby oil
We all on each other like battle royal
I fuck on ya mama you baby boy
Got that girl open with sleepy voice
Answer the phone
Tell her hello
Ask how she doing
I already know
She ring me fa dick
She a Ho, Ho, Ho
I just can not fuck wit that bitch because that hoe is real icky
Icky Vicky Timmy turner
Got me wishing for a burner
I got cosmo on my hip
And My main bitch keep Wanda on her
That pack yeah it be hitting
And my shit be dense and sticky
I can't stay here lil biddy
I just came here for the quicky
I hit it and then she litty
Say she really fuckin wit me
Took a picture for her story
Next I'm in another city
You can see her in my comments
Say she leading the committee
Bitch ass nigga fuck what that nigga be talking bout
He just through out shade on my name just to get some clout
Try to be my mans, shake my hand then be acting out
Ain't no fucking next on this blunt he be rattin now
Slide on yo bitch with baby oil
We all on each other like battle royal
I fuck on ya mama you baby boy
Got that girl open with sleepy voice
Answer the phone
Tell her hello
Ask how she doing
I already know
She ring me fa dick
She a Ho, Ho, Ho
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Writer(s): Aaron Wiggins Jr
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