King K LV - Slide (feat. GGramz & Lougy Badness)

They want me to slide, yea
Just slide on this bitch
They claim they outside
But they be hiding and shit
Bitch imma ride, yea
Just ride with my clique
Whole team full of shooters
And they all stay equipped
They want me to slide, yea
Just slide on this bitch
They claim they outside
But they be hiding and shit
Bitch imma ride, yea
Just ride with my clique
Whole team full of shooters
And they all stay equipped
These hating niggas want to beef for no reason
Imma slide with two sticks like I'm about to go skiing
My bitch bad, her dad black but her mom Puerto Rican
She a squirter, hit the boarder & she sneaking a P in
She a freak when we freaking
I leave her sleeping in semen
And then I really hit the road from early morning to evening
Break a whole into pieces to give some gold to my nieces
And I know your bitch ain't loyal kus the hoe on my penis
Never hit bitches raw kus these hoes got diseases
Big tittie white bitch, keep the coke by her cleavage
Keep the strap in her purse and the hard in her underwear
Left over lasagna sitting right in that Tupperware
I was fucked up in that hospital and I had my mother scared
Keep it on me at all times, they better come prepared
I'm in my chains and my white tee
I know these bitches like me
Henny'd up, I might be
I'm sliding like it's icy
They want me to slide, yea
Just slide on this bitch
They claim they outside
But they be hiding and shit
Bitch imma ride, yea
Just ride with my clique
Whole team full of shooters
And they all stay equipped
They want me to slide, yea
Just slide on this bitch
They claim they outside
But they be hiding and shit
Bitch imma ride, yea
Just ride with my clique
Whole team full of shooters
And they all stay equipped
King K told me slide (Told me slide)
So I rise off the hip
Trigger finger itchy like a fly bit the shit
Shorty bad (Oh she bad)
I'm finna dive in this bitch
Instrumental killer, Lougy wicked with the shits
Lougy really with it, yea I really did
Verses, had to kill it, lyrics, had to spit it
Fridge need food so I got to get it
Hate snitch niggas, barrels to his fitted
Brodie took a L, guess we got to split it
Roll the weed up, Lougy got to hit it
I don't know about the next nigga but I let it off, I ain't really playing with it
Get a pack, move a pack, get it back, ninja moves, acrobat
Load it up, heat it back, pop it off, niggas running, track and field
Touch green, we get green, we scheme, fuck how you niggas feel
Three chains, custom made, Lougy paid and I never signed a deal
Louis belt, fitted jeans, white tee, yes that's how Lougy feels
Monday to Sunday, gun play, revolvers spinning like a wheel
Go hard or stay home, alpha gang, shit get really real
68 to 64, 4L, Lougy really spit it real
They want me to slide, yea
Just slide on this bitch
They claim they outside
But they be hiding and shit
Bitch imma ride, yea
Just ride with my clique
Whole team full of shooters
And they all stay equipped
They want me to slide, yea
Just slide on this bitch
They claim they outside
But they be hiding and shit
Bitch imma ride, yea
Just ride with my clique
Whole team full of shooters
And they all stay equipped

Written by:
Kobie Turner, Sheldon Coppin, Steven Spencer

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