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Sliders
110
Hip-Hop/Rap
Sliders was released on September 5, 2025 by EMI as a part of the album Different Times
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Release DateSeptember 5, 2025
LabelEMI
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM89

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mazza_l20
Mazza_l20
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mazza_l20
Mazza_l20
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jxmie
Jxmie
Producer, Mixing Engineer, Recording Engineer
Metronome
Metronome
Producer
Ohad Nissim
Ohad Nissim
Mastering Engineer
Graeme Baldwin
Graeme Baldwin
Immersive Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

(JxmieMusic)
(Metronome The Producer) Yo, Mazza
What'd you know about standing in a court dock?
Talking about gang shit, they ain't never caught up
Saw 3, seen a mans hand getting sawn off
I was 15 doing shootings with a sawn off
2 side by sides, that's 4 shots
And if he dies on a ride then it's your loss
I was really doing shit that they thought of
Make man drip if he slips take the sauce off
I don't know Teddy Bruckshot but we buckshots
And these buckshots take doors off
Is it sticky on the road? Well, sort of
Coz we do the type of shit you can't talk on
Turn man red like a burger with sauce on
Gotta keep something on the streets that I walk on
Might get dipped in the tea like a bourbon
Rapping bout bodies but they ain't never caught none
I was 12 years old when I saw one
18, 11 years, fuck jail it's all long
Fuck it tho we slide and we ride it
Slide in my sliders, riding with lifers
Want us doing time coz we ride and we're violent
Ride then we slide them, ride tryna find them
Shootings in the whip, tunes off in the silence
Only turn the tunes on to blank out the sirens
I told chili get him down like lining
And then he done what I said, I'm like Simon
Years on years on years, I was riding
I don't like talking, I don't like smiling
Probably from the solitary confinement
Thought bout rapping, liked rap so I tried it
Sweat box trip, these lyrics got mileage
Like the 110s that I've done miles in
When I ride put my mask and my gloves on
Fuck a G check, I've seen death where I come from
I make tunes for the streets fuck a love song
Put me in a cell, oh well, where's the love gone?
Had a lot of dark days, thinking where's the sun gone?
Summer in a cell, skin pale need a sun tan
Inhale gun smoke, I'm a gun man
And I can tell you about the times that I've done man
But I can't speak on that shit I'm not a dumb man
I don't read The Sun so probably The Sun can
Fuck it tho we slide and we ride it
Slide in my sliders, riding with lifers
Want us doing time coz we ride and we're violent
Ride then we slide them, ride tryna find them
Shootings in the whip, tunes off in the silence
Only turn the tunes on to blank out the sirens
But I'm just tryna make it to the Forbes list
For all them times that they had me on the call list
Yeah I made racks but I ain't never bought shit
Just some new 110s that I could walk in
That used to be my boy, I came to jail, we stopped talking
They wasn't picking up the phones when I was calling
They wasn't with me in them cells that I've fought in
I wasn't jumped in a gang, I was brought in
Had a shotgun but I wanted a 4 fling
And I smoked ****, like I put him in a raw skin
Hit me with an L, I made 20 that's more wins
KFC chicken, only time that you've saw wings
Hand out the window for signal to saw things
Bird keeps stressing like how do you think I've bought rings?
Like how can I afford things?
Queens got a hold of the team but we're all kings
I said the queens got a hold of the team but we're all kings
But fuck it tho we slide and we ride it
Slide in my sliders, riding with lifers
Want us doing time coz we ride and we're violent
Ride then we slide them, ride tryna find them
Shootings in the whip, tunes off in the silence
Only turn the tunes on to blank out the sirens
(I said they only put the tunes on to blank out the sirens)
Written by: Mazza_l20
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