Lyrics

(Ayy, ayy, Kevlar, that motherfucker fye) (I watch Kevlar cook the beat) M-A-D Slide (yeah), slide (yeah) Slide (yeah), slide (yeah) Catch him lackin', we gon' bust him (yeah) .45, don't like to tussle (bap, bap) I fucked his sister, if she try to fight me Shoot her brother (yeah) These diamonds hit like lightning Shining bright, this drip a puddle Walked in when I was countin' up She gon' bite me, grab a muzzle First spot just made two hundred racks Can't wait to rent another Shoot first, no room to hesitate That's how they caught my brother Slide (yeah), slide (yeah) Hop out the car with sticks, Deebo just got the load They in the back, shoot through the fence (go 'round that way) You 'posed to be my brother, but you steal, it don't make sense (fuck is you doin'?) Some of these niggas change for some change, I can't switch (I could never) "I fucked her in the brain," what I'm thinkin' when they kiss (stupid) She wanna ride the Range, I said, "Okay, no takin' pics" (true) No lackin', got big Tyson in the back, you play, get flipped You ain't slidin', you ain't built Slide (yeah), slide (yeah) Slide (yeah), slide (yeah) Catch him lackin', we gon' bust him (yeah) .45, don't like to tussle (bap, bap) I fucked his sister, if she try to fight me Shoot her brother (yeah) These diamonds hit like lightning Shining bright, this drip a puddle Walked in when I was countin' up She gon' bite me, grab a muzzle First spot just made two hundred racks Can't wait to rent another Shoot first, no room to hesitate That's how they caught my brother We came from taking shit Look at me now, hell of a hustler (I know they proud of me) You scared to take a loss How you gon' win without no struggle? (Think about that) Niggas get confronted by they sins and show they colors (rats, rats) Beefin' 'bout these bitches, shoot a pistol 'cause he love her (quack, quack) Fell in love with stackin', shoot a missile 'bout these hundreds (stacks, stacks) My goal to get the money, boy, you play, we puttin' you under (slide) On this soda, got me rollin', bitch, I'm loaded, check my jeans (slide) Nigga folded, on my brodie, I'ma slide 'til he free (slide) Slide (yeah), slide (yeah) Slide (yeah), slide (yeah) Catch him lackin', we gon' bust him (yeah) .45, don't like to tussle (bap, bap) I fucked his sister, if she try to fight me Shoot her brother (yeah) These diamonds hit like lightning Shining bright, this drip a puddle Walked in when I was countin' up She gon' bite me, grab a muzzle First spot just made two hundred racks Can't wait to rent another Shoot first, no room to hesitate That's how they caught my brother Slide, slide, slide, slide
Writer(s): Madmarcc Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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