Slide
Got the knock on my side and the side got a kick
Posted wit my side and my side gotta bitch
Niggas don't be outside we outside got it lit
Niggas don't even slide we gon slide through his shit
If we slide he gon die and get put ina spliff
Hoping that he slip I hope you catch the drift
Hope his mans get mad and I hope that he's missed
So they all can come spin and they all could get hit
Sending them messages get left on read
Cuz we pulling them tecs and got hit in his head
Doing em foul that's just what I meant
Cuz his soul in the sky blood on the cement
We crossing em out he got lined by his ex
And I'm fucking that bitch and we only just met
Ain't no lovey dovey I'm onto the next
You think that I'm cuffing you dumb and misled
Told that bitch that I'm him ain't no better than he
He wanna be me but he could never be
Said he fucking wit me that bitch lied through his teeth
Fuck wit my M and get put ona T
Put 2k on his head if he fuck wit my team
Thought he was balling go straight to the league
Mostuc the family ain't fucking wit we
Old heads get it too you get beat by a teen
Ain't stopping at reds all Im seeing is green
We won't stop til it's red leaving blood ona scene
Im geeking I'm wilding i know I odeee
We shutting em out we ain't going OT
Ain't no way to get even ain't taking no lead
Ima get to the breesh cuz that's sum shit I need
You gon slide ina V and ya shit left on E
Cuz them bullets is punching harder than Ali
If he on feet he get beat out the sole of his shoes
He die or he live it depend on my mood
Ain't saying no names the feds watching my moves
If he die they go live wit my face on the news
I got money to make and bitch it ain't no fool
Ya bitch kno I'm the man Dee get handy wit tools
That nigga a bitch do sum shit for sum views
He speak on my name that shit got me amused
6 To his back I just caught me a hami
Don't ever be hiding it ain't hard to find me
The demons outside they'll shoot up ya party
Don't go to no party that shit be too oppy Yah
Gotta move tact yah be moving too sloppy
Be moving too cocky cuz who gonna stop me
Ain't nun of yah niggas so ima keep wilding
The money keep piling im fly like a pilot
You step I step we step ok
You spin i spin we out all day
Look left look right and pop both ways
He think that he safe but ik where he stay
Ima knock the bitch out got the knock in his face
Got the mask on my head Ian catching no case
He was writing wit lead pencil got em erased
Think he fucking wit us then he gotta be laced
Nigga ending up missing he gone with noo trace
To the real ones who lock screaming free those noo lays
Piling up bodies get put in a vase
Better stay in ya lane or get put in your place
Ain't noo Tay K when you niggas doing the race
When we see you on god you gone see heaven gates
Gotta gun soo the nigga think that he out safe
Till we slide nigga better not slow down ya pace
Move mixy
We gone slide down ya block in a 6 speed
OT make ya city got litty
Don't mention my name or this shit gone get shifty
I'm the reaper I keep me a Billy
Ask Mandy she know that a nigga get busy
Niggas dumb dumb dumber get silly
We packing you up and we doing it quickly
Come and get with me
Noo switch up
Got the rock and I'm ballin noo pick up
With ya thot and she gimmie a suck
Why she keep calling my line off the liquor
Making him bitter
She fuck with him I won't I won't pick her
She come see me and pull on my zipper
I be flowing river I'm in it WALLIN making her eyes go and flicker
Packing I'm packing I'm packing this bitch
She just swallow she giving immaculate spits
Imma get it don't ever go ask for the shit
Pocket watching soo I gotta pack me a grip
Gotta litt bitch with em slick hips trippen
Ain't noo stick shift in em big whips drifting
Keep it clicking need the clips extending
Piling bodies I aint gone stop on noo mission
I'm just catching my breath
If I don't got it on me we beat em to death
Ani in the mall with the rillas we set
Fuck the king of New York we the ones who the best
Ain't gone put me to rest
Fuck a vest niggas coming to take off ya head
Keep a deuce if we gotta go fill em with lead
Said we really them ones theya never contest
Posted wit my side and my side gotta bitch
Niggas don't be outside we outside got it lit
Niggas don't even slide we gon slide through his shit
If we slide he gon die and get put ina spliff
Hoping that he slip I hope you catch the drift
Hope his mans get mad and I hope that he's missed
So they all can come spin and they all could get hit
Sending them messages get left on read
Cuz we pulling them tecs and got hit in his head
Doing em foul that's just what I meant
Cuz his soul in the sky blood on the cement
We crossing em out he got lined by his ex
And I'm fucking that bitch and we only just met
Ain't no lovey dovey I'm onto the next
You think that I'm cuffing you dumb and misled
Told that bitch that I'm him ain't no better than he
He wanna be me but he could never be
Said he fucking wit me that bitch lied through his teeth
Fuck wit my M and get put ona T
Put 2k on his head if he fuck wit my team
Thought he was balling go straight to the league
Mostuc the family ain't fucking wit we
Old heads get it too you get beat by a teen
Ain't stopping at reds all Im seeing is green
We won't stop til it's red leaving blood ona scene
Im geeking I'm wilding i know I odeee
We shutting em out we ain't going OT
Ain't no way to get even ain't taking no lead
Ima get to the breesh cuz that's sum shit I need
You gon slide ina V and ya shit left on E
Cuz them bullets is punching harder than Ali
If he on feet he get beat out the sole of his shoes
He die or he live it depend on my mood
Ain't saying no names the feds watching my moves
If he die they go live wit my face on the news
I got money to make and bitch it ain't no fool
Ya bitch kno I'm the man Dee get handy wit tools
That nigga a bitch do sum shit for sum views
He speak on my name that shit got me amused
6 To his back I just caught me a hami
Don't ever be hiding it ain't hard to find me
The demons outside they'll shoot up ya party
Don't go to no party that shit be too oppy Yah
Gotta move tact yah be moving too sloppy
Be moving too cocky cuz who gonna stop me
Ain't nun of yah niggas so ima keep wilding
The money keep piling im fly like a pilot
You step I step we step ok
You spin i spin we out all day
Look left look right and pop both ways
He think that he safe but ik where he stay
Ima knock the bitch out got the knock in his face
Got the mask on my head Ian catching no case
He was writing wit lead pencil got em erased
Think he fucking wit us then he gotta be laced
Nigga ending up missing he gone with noo trace
To the real ones who lock screaming free those noo lays
Piling up bodies get put in a vase
Better stay in ya lane or get put in your place
Ain't noo Tay K when you niggas doing the race
When we see you on god you gone see heaven gates
Gotta gun soo the nigga think that he out safe
Till we slide nigga better not slow down ya pace
Move mixy
We gone slide down ya block in a 6 speed
OT make ya city got litty
Don't mention my name or this shit gone get shifty
I'm the reaper I keep me a Billy
Ask Mandy she know that a nigga get busy
Niggas dumb dumb dumber get silly
We packing you up and we doing it quickly
Come and get with me
Noo switch up
Got the rock and I'm ballin noo pick up
With ya thot and she gimmie a suck
Why she keep calling my line off the liquor
Making him bitter
She fuck with him I won't I won't pick her
She come see me and pull on my zipper
I be flowing river I'm in it WALLIN making her eyes go and flicker
Packing I'm packing I'm packing this bitch
She just swallow she giving immaculate spits
Imma get it don't ever go ask for the shit
Pocket watching soo I gotta pack me a grip
Gotta litt bitch with em slick hips trippen
Ain't noo stick shift in em big whips drifting
Keep it clicking need the clips extending
Piling bodies I aint gone stop on noo mission
I'm just catching my breath
If I don't got it on me we beat em to death
Ani in the mall with the rillas we set
Fuck the king of New York we the ones who the best
Ain't gone put me to rest
Fuck a vest niggas coming to take off ya head
Keep a deuce if we gotta go fill em with lead
Said we really them ones theya never contest
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Writer(s): Dimitri Espinosa
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