Liq & X

I get fly keep spending this cash
She off the Liq'
She off the X
Back it up, back it up
She shaking her ass
Push up with glock
Empty the mag
Shots fired
Shots fired
Boy better get back
I be with my shooters they stay on attack
I ride with my slime, my slime, my slatt

Huh

I'm off them drugs, don't know how to feel
Don't know why she hate me, cus I'm real
Hit from the back make her swallow a pill
When they talk about the goat, I'm most thought of for real
Running them bags up still
These niggas fucked up, trying to get out they deal
My brother got rich of the teals
Real rich, but I'm still in the field
Real rich, probably the reason she like me
Red dot, yeah I'm riding with sight, beam
Did the shit that you wish at 19
Switching countries yeah, my life exciting
Ski down, yeah I feel a lil' shiesty
Glock on me too, cook a nigga like tea
Bitch boy can't be on my team
And this hoe think I'm cuffin' must be off the beans

(Yuhh)

I get fly keep spending this cash
She off the Liq'
She off the X
Back it up, back it up
She shaking her ass
Push up with glock
Empty the mag
Shots fired
Shots fired
Boy better get back
I be with my shooters they stay on attack
I ride with my slime, my slime, my slatt
I ride with my slime, my slime, my slatt (Ahhh)
I ride with my slime, my slime my-
Slatt
My Slime, my slime, my slatt



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Writer(s): David Wallace
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