I was serving them fiends when I was 15. On God, I ain't stopping the trap, sliding the track. He ain't gonna do anything about it. He saw his little bitch in the. back, ooh, Shit Half of them **** went missin' when they

tried to slide in the jag We in the drive-thru This ain't McDonald's, But we finna get his

ass fried with the Mac Bitch im a young, ****, I slide with no license

I'm still gon' get your dumb ass hit run off on the plug, I'm smokin' Exotic

We still finna catch him and get his lil' dumb ass spliffed

He tryna run, That's okay, we don't play that We slidin', we slidin', we slidin', again

Nah, I'm playin', We caught his lil' dumb ass on that bad timing again Why he ain't talkin

I got big bro to run up on him for doin' that fronting

You lost a bro, your auntie, your sister, your uncle Young **** doin' that shootin' for nothin

We ain't slidin' for nothin' Every time I'm on your block, we always hit somethin'

Look at my wrist, cut I took the ice off my opps after Lil' Bro got hit with a drummy

I'm rockin ST. Le runt My bro tote 5 when he slide on a young ****

He finna get his face front Do a burnout when we slide in the track, kill

a young ****, that was the main stunt I be humblin' **** when I'm on the beat

Bitch, I was the main crutch Glock spent five on the bass and punch

I got a Glock in the back of the bag, Spin a young **** and get his face touched

I made her hide all the drugs in her weave, Now the lil' bitch really got a lace front

Slide on Lil' Bro with three Ks, I got a BK, **** know I tote the ruler

Make Bro jump like a DJ, I'm in his dreams, young **** think that I'm Krueger

Huh, Huh, Why he keep talkin' on me

I got my dawgs, they stayin' with me, just like Bobby and Whitney

I made a band, everywhere in my city, I'm droppin' the Gs

He said that he wanna feat, but a **** ain't know that I'm chargin' a fee

I was servin' them friends when I was 15 On God, I ain't stoppin' the trap, Slide in

the track He ain't gon' do shit about it, He seen his

Lil' bitch in the back, ooh, shit Half of them **** went missin' when they

tried to slide in the jag We were in the drive-thru This ain't McDonald's, but we finna get his

Ass fried with the Mac Bitch I'm a young, ****, I slide with no license

I'm still gon' get your dumb ass hit Runoff on the plug, I'm smokin' Exotic

We still finna catch him and get his lil' dumb ass killed

He tryna run, that's okay, we don't play that We slidin', we slidin', we slidin', again

Nah, I'm playin', we caught his lil' dumb ass on that bad timing again