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PERFORMING ARTISTS
YTB Fatt
YTB Fatt
Vocals
klutchfrenchie
klutchfrenchie
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Cavon Paige
Cavon Paige
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
klutchfrenchie
klutchfrenchie
Producer
Matthew Powers
Matthew Powers
Mixing Engineer

Testi

[Intro]
**** say they gon' slide on me and ain't slide on me, and they ain't have nothin' to slide on me
So I tell a **** come slide with me and take his heart with me
**** say they gon' slide on me, slide on me, slide on me
**** say they got an AR, slide on me
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (You'll fly too if you link up with Frenchie)
[Verse 1]
Huh, why you think I'm goin' corporate, the same time, puttin' on for the body? Huh
Eighty fuckin' thousand cash for any man talkin' 'bout slidin' on Miss Bonnie (My grandma)
Hundred thousand cash pokin' out my pocket, remember roaches crawlin' in my pocket, huh
**** say they gon' slide on me, huh, huh, huh
**** say they gon' slide on me, **** say they gon' slide on me
I can't tell you how to cop deuces with no man, I'm the topic of the fuckin' foxes
Before I tell you how to make peace with any man, now this entourage want a body, huh
**** come try to slide on me, but his account can't match mine, huh
**** talkin' 'bout slidin' on me, but he ain't got no fuckin' ride, huh
**** talkin' 'bout slidin' on me, his baby mama, I'm drivin' her wild, huh
Ninety thousand dollars for the car, bitch dusty, I ain't drove it in a while, huh
What the fuck you mean you can't buy no stolo, it ain't fifteen hundred on the tab?
How you goin' mainstream, but you still got smoke? ****, Zai been gone for a while, huh
Real freak, fuck her on her period, black towel, fuck it, lay it down, huh
All this jewelry, they thought it was Moneybagg's, kit eight hundred thousand, huh
Loaf Boyz, Bread Gang, fox pendant, wrist pissy, fuck a watchy, huh
Lam' truck, Maybach, Demon, call the truck Challenger, fuck an Audi, huh
Free Eddy, since a fuckin' child, I was raised to hate the projects
She knew I was fat, but she say, "You sexy," when she saw the tats on my body, huh
She like, "Boy, your kit, what the fuck you doin' with over eight hundred thousand?" Huh
She like, "Boy, you shellshocked, you up your gun when a **** blow his napkin," huh
I just put Mumu in the Rolls, been a minute, but he adapted
How the fuck you say you love me, ****, you askin' me how much to smack him?
Every game, I hit feet on the wood, courtside, 'member sittin' nosebleed
Locked down my door, you tryna backdoor me? ****, that's an old key
Shed blood and tears for this shit, black blood, that's how a fox bleed
If you ain't know, I do shows for weed, Fatt Fox give you thirty for each B
**** sayin' they gon' slide on me, slide on me, slide on me, slide on me
**** sayin' they gon' slide on me, **** sayin' they gon' slide on me
I got real robbers owe me favors, but they said they gon' slide for me, huh
I got real killers slidin' for me, I got kidnappers slidin' for me
Bitch said I'm too mainstream, she ain't got time for me (Bye)
All the models got time for me, this for real, lil' Kim got time for me
You a regular ho, but ain't got time for me, bitch, what you mean? Uh
I don't buy 'bows if it ain't LA weed, I got a new flock, a bitch from overseas
She ain't got time for me, but want a Kelly bag, make her slide for me, huh
She a regular bitch, never seen this shit, smokin' rapper weed, huh
Flew in with my family, a hundred gats a piece in St. Pete, huh
I don't see no **** slidin' on me, I don't see no **** slidin' on me
Written by: Cavon Paige
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