(+) Slide (Remix)
Ay Ewell I don't want no autotune
Yeah you know lately
Fuck all that shit
We been on a whole 'lot of gang
shit you know
never lane switch
That's how I'm comin'
Gang gang since potty train all that shit
Oh this how you comin' too?
Naw for real
This a real nigga party you cannot get in (in)
Bussin' out the mid (mid)
foenem off the Xans (Xans)
I can't shake your hand (hand) no
I'm not your friend (friend)
I don't fuck with rappers (nah) no
I'm not a fan (fan) damn (damn)
Niggas really shoot no accident (for real)
I can't make this shit up
I cannot pretend damn
And I heard you know
who shot ya mans (for real?)
You ain't tryna slide so don't be actin'
like you is (pussy)
'Cause if you gon' slide
pussy nigga then slide then (yeah)
Let me see some fuckin' shots fired
then (rrah rrah rrah)
Make me shoot that crib up you hidin' in
Don't wanna hear them loud sounds
then be quiet then
You don't wanna hear that frrtp then shhh
'Fore I sneak up on you
with that pew pew pew (ugh)
Ridin' with that wishaniggawould (uh)
This right here'll turn a nigga name to a hood
Bumped into a bitch I knew in high school
Look been tried to fuck you
bitch you past due
Remember you was dissin' in the classroom
Now you tryna top me in the bathroom
You wasn't out here with the gang
bitch you lyin'
You wasn't duckin from the 12 totin' the iron
I can't trust you bitch if you not one of mine
We don't need no new niggas
yeah bitch we fine
This a real nigga party you cannot get in (in)
Bussin' out the mid (mid) foenem off
the Xans (Xans)
I can't shake your hand (hand) no
I'm not your friend (friend)
I don't fuck with rappers (nah) no
I'm not a fan (fan) damn
Niggas really shoot no accident (for real)
I can't make this shit up
I cannot pretend damn
And I heard you know
who shot ya mans (for real?)
You ain't tryna slide so don't be actin'
like you is (pussy)
'Cause if you gon' slide
pussy nigga then slide then (yeah)
Let me see some fuckin' shots fired
then (rrah rrah rrah)
Ayy let me tell y'all a little somethin'
Make me shoot that crib up you hidin' in
I'ma talk my shit
Don't wanna hear them loud sounds
then be quiet then
Let me see you slide (straight up)
Sixth grade on my kids
I had a deuce fire (on god)
Slaughter Gang rep that dagger
don't get crucified (on god)
Glock 33 with the 30 hangin' out
I swear my trigger finger itchin'
After the candle light we pushin' up
shoot the funeral up
You think cause you went
and tatted your face
that shit make you tough?
Saiga12 and I fill it with slugs
thotty got hit with a bust
This bitch trippin' tryna face time
I'm tryna catch me a nut
Roll the window down stick the choppers out
Fuck a diss song nigga let's shoot it out
Lace my boots up put the coupes up
Grab a hotbox time to shoot stuff
Savage from the 6 where
they tote a lot of big shit
Savage pop a lot of shit
like that nigga foreign clip
Hit his car so many times
that Draco made a sunroof
Fuck a fistfight I'ma show you
what these guns do (21 21)
The streets raised me
I'm a bastard (straight up)
All these bodies wanna
hire me a pastor (yeahyeah)
Mossberg hit his chest and
gave that nigga astma (21)
Middle school to high school
I was stealin' plasmas
This a real nigga party
you cannot get in (in)
Bussin' out the mid (mid) foenem
off the Xans (Xans)
I can't shake your hand (hand) no
I'm not your friend (friend)
I don't fuck with rappers (nah) no
I'm not a fan (fan) damn
Niggas really shoot no accident (for real)
I can't make this shit up
I cannot pretend damn
And I heard you know
who shot ya mans (for real?)
You ain't tryna slide so don't be actin'
like you is (pussy)
'Cause if you gon' slide
pussy nigga then slide then (yeah)
Let me see some fuckin' shots fired
then (rrah rrah rrah)
Make me shoot that crib up you hidin' in
Don't wanna hear them loud sounds
then be quiet then (loud)