Slide (feat. B-Lovee)

Huh, huh Zukye Ardella on the beat (huh) Fuck— Fuck outta here— here Tell 'em to pull up, bitches ain't movin' none If they outside, tell 'em to slide I see a opp in my ho We gon' flip it and go eye for eye So if they outside and they 'bout it, tell 'em to slide 'Cause if they outside and they 'bout it, tell 'em to- Slide (huh) I got the bros and the shooter that's ready to ride (huh) Wrappin' and flippin' the bricks is the vibes (huh) See a opp in my ho, we gon' go eye for eye (huh) Tell 'em to slide, uh 'Cause I ain't no pussy, bitch, several computers I'm with the shooters They aim at your door, throwin' shots with the Ruger Well, bitches is jealous and envious I'm puttin' numbers up while they be grillin' me Got bitches all mad at me 'Cause of my flow and my bars and the OG's be feelin' me Nicki be feelin' me, Foxy be feelin' me 'Cause I be matchin' they energy I fuck with the realest and really these bitches be jelly 'Cause they want the seat I'm in I fuck with the realest and really I'm poppin' And pretty and niggas can see in me I fuck with the baddest and only the maddies be sayin' They ain't really feelin' me Slide (huh) I got the bros and the shooter that's ready to ride (huh) Wrappin' and flippin' the bricks is the vibes (huh) See a opp in my ho, we gon' go eye for eye (huh) Spot a opp, we gon' go shot for shot If he don't got a shot, that's an opp in a box She been feelin' the kid, she gon' top in the drop If your twin in the cut with a stick on the glock Tryna lie, it ain't no givin' no drop Demon pop out the car, he don't miss 'em a lot If he trip then he got hollows ripped through his top, grrah Throw a shot at a opp tryna hop Fuck that, we spinnin' block after block Dump that, we smokin' opp after opp Say we know how he bop, we do not That bitch fanned out, she love the new drop Just tell 'em to stop If I throw out this bitch, I won't stop No, I ain't sexin' this bitch, I want top I get money and Mary got knots Niggas think that they're scary, they not And as soon as he dare me, he's shot Do not come near me, do you hear me or not? Feelin' wavy and shit His bitch, she keep buggin', she talkin' 'bout babies and shit While I'm tryna place me a hit Bro pop out the dark with the knocks actin' crazy and shit Slide (huh) I got the bros and the shooter that's ready to ride (huh) Wrappin' and flippin' the bricks is the vibes (huh) See a opp in my ho, we gon' go eye for eye (huh) Slide (huh) I got the bros and the shooter that's ready to ride (huh) Wrappin' and flippin' the bricks is the vibes (huh) See a opp in my ho, we gon' go eye for eye (huh) Fuck— Fuck outta here— here