Lyrics

I just came up in this right hand when I was walkin' into the yard Slide And, um, they just opened up, and there's no other way to put it They just drove up like this, slowed down a little, paow, paow, paow (slide) Made 'em proud but I never made a million I'm talkin' net, I heart the set, I'm tryna raise the children From the Naughty where we ain't pretendin' Made a lot of niggas die, but I ain't admitting (die but I ain't admitting) Yeah, ain't forgetting, can't forgive 'em Preyin' on 'em, no, it ain't religion Sick of niggas, no, it ain't remission With it even though I hate the killings Rather point it at the crackers, FN with the ladder Slide Slide, slide, slide, slide (beggin' on 'em) Slide, slide, slide, slide (beggin' on 'em) Slide, slide, slide, slide (beggin' on 'em) Slide I love my mama 'cause she did her best I feel nirvana when I'm in the set We see who pop it on the Internet Catch one, it's a bet It's a wrap, hit his lungs if he run Hit his back, if he crawl, hit his hat Out here livin' raps Slide Slide, slide, slide, slide (beggin' on 'em) Slide, slide, slide, slide (beggin' on 'em) Slide, slide, slide, slide (beggin' on 'em) Slide Late nights, who rides? Grey slides, suits, ties Slide
Writer(s): Vincent Staples, Zachary Deem Sekoff, Mike Ryan Hector, Leken Taylor, Hebrew Malachai Richardson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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