Slide

(Grow up, nigga) yeah (huh, phew, go, phew, go, phew)

You got a bitch tucked, and you said it was cool (phew)
I could tell it was definitely an issue (go)
Back home we be swingin' with pistols (brrt)
If it's smoke, let me know, it's an issue (phew)
If you're pretty, I might have to kiss you (phew)
If you're ugly, I hit from the binnack (yeah)
I'ma nut on her butt when I'm finished (yeah)
Let the whole world know I'm a menace (yeah)

Sippin' on drank, swingin' a rack (phew)
Stealin' a rack, pullin' a Track'
Yeah, keep it intact, all of my niggas know just how to act (phew)
These niggas act like they ain't never had bitches
These niggas ain't keepin' it player ('kay)
Beatin' that shit out the square, ain't even playin' it fair (yeah)
Ain't gotta worry, ain't sayin' shit, shit like I wasn't even there (huh)
Hit from the back and I pull out her hair, so I bought her some new ones (okay, yeah)
Blick on my hip and it's stuck to the side like I used me a glue gun

Huh, movin' 'em racks, so now I give you some new ones
Yeah, throw out them 20s and tens, I'm keepin' 'em pink and 'em blue ones (yeah)
How he your shooter? On God, he know he ain't shoot none (shoot)
My stepper cannot go to Canada, he is a nuisance
Wait, what's they stats? This ain't facts, them ain't racks at all (damn)
I move around strong-armin' like I'm jackin' off (yeah)
Bitch, fuck her friend, all these rap niggas is weird (phew)
My legs ain't never been in Amiris (phew)
Fuck these rap niggas, I'm serious (phew)
Fuck 'em (slide), fuck 'em all

Slidin' in that Roadster (slide), slidin' in that 'Cat (slide)
Slidin' with that nine (slide), slidin' with that TEC (slide)
Slidin' with that hoe (phew), slidin' with that bitch (slide)
Slidin' with my dawg (uh), slidin' with my stick (slide)
Uh (slide), uh, uh, uh, uh (slide)
Uh, uh, uh, uh (slide, brr, phew), uh, uh, uh, uh (slide)

Yeah, what's the word? What's the talk? What they really sayin'?
Thousand Superman pills wrapped up in Saran
She been beggin' her, bring friends, fuck it, let 'em in
Maxin', I don't crap some, slidin' 'round with straps, uh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I put that shit up on the map, uh
Fuck 'em, yeah, okay
I'm slidin' with my bitch, uh, slidin' with my bitch (with my bitch)
Got four seats, but I use two to hold my riches (uh, yeah, my riches)
Way too up, can't remember last time I washed 'em dishes (uh, facts)
Play with us, we step on shit, yes, we burn bridges (whoa-whoa)

Uh-huh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (whoa), uh
Uh-huh, uh, uh, uh (fuck you), uh, uh (yeah), uh
Uh-huh



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Writer(s): Miles Mccollum, Deshawn Terry Jackson, Max Rafael
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