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Larry June

Slidin

 

Slidin

(album: Larry Bird - 2015)


OGG
Deko
TFM
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Damn
Sock it to me

I'm sliding
Bitch nigga, I'm sliding
Hoe nigga, I'm sliding
Faggot bitch, I'm sliding

4DEEP mobbing, we in the stolo
Smoking that fire, lean like a cholo
I'm not even thinking, I'm not even rhyming
I pull out my bussdown, change up the climate
Pimping and rapping, Deko, this shit slapping
I'm dismissing bitches, 'cause these hoes be catting
Meet me at Trader Joes, bring me a sandwich
I broke her, then let her go
Bitch, I'm a savage

Riding 'round, gotta get it
Got my niggas with me, so we went and hit it
Niggas hating
So, I pack MAC-11 when I'm sliding through the city
911, Porshe [?]
Trunk in the front, ooh no, he didn't?!
People'll talk to the hoe
I just slide through and check 'bout fifty
God damn

I'm sliding
Bitch nigga, I'm sliding
Hoe nigga, I'm sliding
Faggot bitch, I'm sliding

Put lean in my cream soda, my bitch in the Range Rover
We eating at Bossa Nova, my money it never fold
This lean got me moving slow, both of my pockets loaded
Most of my pistols loaded, got dumb racks in lumber, shawty
In my city, I'ma slide to the Eastside
In my city, I'ma slide to the Westside
In my city, I might slide to the Southside
In broad day, yuh, nigga comitting homicide
I don't leave the house without my mufuking pistol
All my niggas sliding 'round, trapping out rentals
Keep on getting paper, 'cause I'm [?], I count it
Keep on getting paper, 'cause I'm [?], I count it

I'm sliding
Bitch nigga, I'm sliding
Hoe nigga, I'm sliding
Faggot bitch, I'm sliding

I think they watching my moves, I spot a sassoon
I'm not building nothing, but ride with the tool
They stalking my IG, I'm throwing 'em off
Switch up my location, I move like a boss
I slide to the V, then slide to the P
Then back to the -Sco, but you can meet me 'round three
GLOCK 40 on me, I swing the handle, then beam
Been trapping hard since fifteen, ayy, you be selling 'em dreams

Chill mode, wrist froze
Knock the bitch in Filmo-, set her down at the centerfold
[?]
Pull up to '11, bitch you better get low
Beamer coupe with the matte on it
Looking like I'm 'bout to race sun'
These rap niggas all internet, see a nigga, never say nun'

I'm sliding
Bitch nigga, I'm sliding
Hoe nigga, I'm sliding
Faggot bitch, I'm sliding
I'm sliding

Faggot bitch, I'm sliding

done

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