Slicin - Foogiano & Gucci Mane: Song Lyrics, Music Videos & Concerts

Foogiano & Gucci Mane

Slicin

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Slicin was released on November 26, 2020 by Atlantic Records as a part of the album Gutta Baby: Reloaded

Song Details

AlbumGutta Baby: Reloaded

Release DateNovember 26, 2020

LabelAtlantic Records

LanguageEnglish

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Foogiano

Vocals

Gucci Mane

Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Johnny Loomin

Songwriter

Kwame Khalil Brown

Kwame Khalil Brown

Songwriter

Radric Delantic Davis

Radric Delantic Davis

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Johnny Loomin

Producer

Philip Lynah Jr.

Philip Lynah Jr.

Mixing Engineer, Immersive Mixing Engineer

Ronnie Jackson

Mixing Engineer, Immersive Mixing Engineer

Colin Leonard

Mastering Engineer

Laurence “City 3000” Mast

Mixing Engineer

Eddie "eMIX" Hernandez

Eddie "eMIX" Hernandez

Recording Engineer

Lyrics

(Damn, MyBaad) need my motherfuckin'-, hmm-mmm

Oh, there it go (hoe)

Yeah, **** ('Wop, 'Wop)

So Icy (yo, Loomin, that's my bad)

Bad bitch with some Louis V sandals (bad, huh)

I Christian Louboutin my pedal, it red like the devil (like the devil)

They call up in Georgia, but I'm in Miami (what? Damn)

Smoking runtz and riding in a Gucci sweater (yeah, in a sweater)

That bitch seen the bezel, she told me her **** fuck her good (ice, ice, ice)

But she think I can fuck her better (fuck her better)

A G like the letter, he said he was boss (a G)

But that **** a runner, that **** a helper (huh, he a helper)

She say that she love me, because I quadruple the profit (she love me)

And I dance good, just like Bobby (yeah, just like Bobby)

Ain't nothing like them other lil' **** that be holding crutches

Fake trapping, pocket watching (pocket watch)

I told Pooh he must be my brother because I'm so shiesty

My killers in Minnesota and they violent (violent)

Tell her get your big cash, you're docking, you know I'ma slice (huh)

She gon' get the dick, 'cause I ain't biased (I ain't biased)

Met that lil' bitch in Miami

Was driving a Camry (huh), told her she gon' leave her family, yeah

Told her that I'm more player than Kenny

And fresher than Mason, told me she like the way that I be dancing (hoe)

Told me she wanna do dinner

I took her to Pizza Hut, I don't really do the fancy (no, no)

Told her You know I'ma beat it up

You gotta eat it up (yeah), baby girl, I want it nasty (uh)

Told me these diamonds that make her wet

When I smile, make her sweat (ice, ice), have her screaming like a banshee

Told me that you gotta be the best

First night don't do the sex (yeah), better make me call your daddy (call me daddy)

Yeah, the hoe sister hook up with Pat

Other girl gave a quick, we fold them all, just like gymnastics (like gymnastics)

Fucking on Gucci sheets, make a man put the dick in her chest

Said, "Anytime, boy, you can have it" (said, "You can have it")

Bad bitch with some Louis V sandals (bad, huh)

I Christian Louboutin my pedal, it red like the devil (like the devil)

They call up in Georgia, but I'm in Miami (what? Damn)

Smoking rocks and riding in a Gucci sweater (yeah, in a sweater)

That bitch seen the bezel, she told me her **** fuck her good (ice, ice, ice)

But she think I can fuck her better (fuck her better)

A G like the letter, he said he was boss (a G)

But that **** a runner, that **** a helper (huh, he a helper)

She say that she love me, because I quadruple the profit (she love me)

And I dance good, just like Bobby (yeah, just like Bobby)

Ain't nothing like them other lil' **** that be holding crutches

Fake trapping, pocket watching (pocket watch)

I told Pooh he must be my brother because I'm so shiesty

My killers in Minnesota and they violent (violent)

Tell her get your big cash, you're docking, you know I'ma slice (huh)

She gon' get the dick, 'cause I ain't biased (I ain't biased, go)

Free Foo the mayor, Gucci the player

I'm like Tom Brady, I'm still in the game (Brady)

Know that these haters pour salt on my name

Don't pay it no mind, it come with the fame (I'm famous)

Now I got equity, plenty integrity

Straight from the hood, but now I'm a celebrity ('Wop)

I sense you coming, like I got telepathy

Groupie ass bitches ask questions like Jeopardy (hoe)

Heard that he snitching, but he a civilian

Got on a Richard, but it ain't the real one (fugazi)

When we signed Foo, we gave him a million

We don't send shots at women and children (free Foo)

I'm with the Indians, scaring the pilgrims

I'm in a race, I'm chasing a billion (well, damn)

Call up the rebels, we storming the building

Young **** drilling, I know the feeling

Bad bitch with some Louis V sandals (bad, huh)

I Christian Louboutin my pedal, it red like the devil (like the devil)

They call up in Georgia, but I'm in Miami (what? Damn)

Smoking rocks and riding in a Gucci sweater (yeah, in a sweater)

That bitch seen the bezel, she told me her **** fuck her good (ice, ice, ice)

But she think I can fuck her better (fuck her better)

A G like the letter, he said he was boss (a G)

But that **** a runner, that **** a helper (huh, he a helper)

She say that she love me, because I quadruple the profit (she love me)

And I dance good, just like Bobby (yeah, just like Bobby)

Ain't nothing like them other lil' **** that be holding crutches

Fake trapping, pocket watching (pocket watch)

I told Pooh he must be my brother because I'm so shiesty

My killers in Minnesota and they violent (violent)

Tell her get your big cash, you're docking, you know I'ma slice (huh)

She gon' get the dick, 'cause I ain't biased (I ain't biased)

Written by: Johnny Loomin, Kwame Khalil Brown, Radric Delantic Davis

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