Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
jamari ridge
Songwriter
Lyrics
Slidin' with the gang
Yeah
****, I'm slidin' with the gang
Huh
Big-ass Chop go Bang
Give him a noose if he wanna hang
Put your bag before your feelings, huh
Real ****, I can never go out like I'm Krillin'
Real, real, real ****, I be makin' bands, way back chillin'
Huh
Real ****, did this shit on my own, no hands, no handouts givin'
Shit go bad, then I'm right back stealin'
Shit go bad, then I'm right back dealin'
Shit go bad, then I'm right back stealin'
Shit go bad, then I'm right back dealin'
Shit go bad, then I'm right back stealin'
Yo **** a pussy he all in his feelings
Stack up my briefs, he's touchin' the ceilin'
Stack up my briefs, he's touchin' the ceilin'
And he's not downin', we finna kill him
5-5-6, goin' through his liver
Put that gun down, you ain't no killer
Put that gun down, you ain't no killer
Me and my slime goin' for the win
I'm with Mari, we finna spin
I ain't your bro, stop callin' me twin
Whip out the glock, he's tryna get swifty
I took a perk, part 50
How many guns
Bout 50
bending y'all blockers its time to get swifty
I'm fuckin' your bitch, I'm feedin' a kitty
Yeah
Real ****, I be makin' bands, money movin'
Yeah
Real ****, I be with the gang, we be coolin'
Real, real, real ****, speak up on my name, we get to shootin'
Real, real, real ****, speak up on my name, we get to shootin'
Slidin' with the gang
Yeah
****, I'm slidin' with the gang
Huh
Big-ass Chop go Bang
Give him a noose if he wanna hang
Put your bag before your feelings, huh
Real ****, I can never go out like I'm Krillin'
Real, real, real ****, I be makin' bands, way back chillin'
Huh
Real ****, did this shit on my own, no hands, no handouts givin'
Shit go bad, then I'm right back stealin'
Shit go bad, then I'm right back dealin'
Shit go bad, then I'm right back stealin'
Shit go bad, then I'm right back dealin'
Written by: jamari ridge
