Slide - Raz Simone

Brrrr

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Nah nah

Ey, ey, ey, Ey

Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah

Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah

I hop out with that shit, we don’t drive by nigga

I do anything for them cause that’s my niggas

Even when I’m in the wind I’m making tithes/ties for my niggas

Baking pies for my niggas

Taking lives with my niggas

We gon' slide, we gon' slide, we gon', we gon', we gon' slide

We gon' slide, we gon' slide, we gon', we gon', we gon' slide

We gon' slide, we gon' slide, we gon', we gon', we gon' slide

We gon' slide, we gon' slide, we gon', we gon', we gon' slide

I come from the 8

That’s a place

With a lotta apes

I fuck with that 'caine

But I’ve never let it by my face

Dem niggas they drill

But they do it off the Bo and soda

If I ever kill

Best believe I’m sliding fully sober

Pushing that line

Like an impatient fan

My momma say just don’t die

I tell her I’m in Gods hands

She knows I don’t slide unless I need to

She know that it’s bad

Wit that pole I’m a sav

Wit my hands Imma match

Ta yo bitch I’m a dad

You could thank me fa dat

Tell a bitch go home

It’s way past ya curfew

Try and stay in these streets in that pavement gon hurt you

I may spray a nigga down

But I still have some virtues

I hop out with that shit, we don’t drive by nigga

I do anything for them cause that’s my niggas

Even when I’m in the wind I’m making tithes/ties for my niggas

Baking pies for my niggas

Taking lives with my niggas

We gon' slide, we gon' slide, we gon', we gon', we gon' slide

We gon' slide, we gon' slide, we gon', we gon', we gon' slide

We gon' slide, we gon' slide, we gon', we gon', we gon' slide

We gon' slide, we gon' slide, we gon', we gon', we gon' slide

Ambidextrous, with the Tesla Wrist

That’s whippin white on autopilot

Put my chest in it

I know my bitch ain’t gon go no where

I’m a pessimist

The field be hot out here and cold as fuck like a desert wind

I ain’t no professor

I ain’t finna be professing shit

I may teach a few lessons

But I ain’t tryna test a bitch

I want it like an Olympic gymnast

I’m out here makin extra flips

I’m a flight attendants next of kin

I’m out here takin extra trips

We was out here all night

Wit our feet gettin numb

I was in that front seat

Wit that 30 stick and that drum

Niggas actin like they wit it

But we don’t know where you from

An you ain’t gettin no money

You out here beggin like a bum

I hop out with that shit, we don’t drive by nigga

I do anything for them cause that’s my niggas

Even when I’m in the wind I’m making tithes/ties for my niggas

Baking pies for my niggas

Taking lives with my niggas

We gon' slide, we gon' slide, we gon', we gon', we gon' slide

We gon' slide, we gon' slide, we gon', we gon', we gon' slide

We gon' slide, we gon' slide, we gon', we gon', we gon' slide

We gon' slide, we gon' slide, we gon', we gon', we gon' slide