Slidin

Lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, yeah roll that weed up 03 Take this ride with me Load all that up Yeah my B dawg say I'm reloaded man I got a full clip for these hoes [Chorus] Slidin, money in rubber bands Live a fast life, I know you don't understand Slidin, on my way to the money I told that bitch I'm on my way to the money Slidin, money in rubber bands Livin' fast life, I know you don't understand Slidin, on my way to the money I told that bitch I'm on my way to the money [Verse 1] Slidin up and down Whamshaw looking for victims Hilled up I'm pilled up, then I'm out here trippin' Took a couple left turns, end up on Central Or the enemy gon' flip this into shell to his temple Half a pussy licensed strippers with an ass full of pimples Gotta go another mission, let us know you official Gotta do a little time to let us know if you snitchin' You like a ho, you a witness, gotta throw you some ventures Ain't no G code no more, I'm from where they G slide If it's not like a ho, pull her on her backside Survival of the fittest, she got Peter who we're missin'? I'm in traffic, call just finished Eat the beef up like some dinners Jiggin' off that ecstacy, that liquor make me talk too much Ain't noticed somethin' pull up on the side with them lil' poppers up I swerve left, I swerve right, my lil' homie popped 'em up Just another day to you 'round here, you get your head bust [Chorus] Slidin, money in rubber bands Live a fast life, I know you don't understand Slidin, on my way to the money I told that bitch I'm all the way to the money, that's right Slidin, money in rubber bands I live a fast life, I know you won't understand Slidin, on my way to the money Ooh, I'm on my way to the money [Verse 2] On my way up the road it ain't starts to make I can't go to the foes before I cop me a Wraith I need a yacht and a J, out of town in the state Exit change for the tank, had to change up the place Can't do minimum wage, fuck playing it safe If I'm somewhere about a baby momma fly me a scrape Lee and D make plays, R.I.P. Mac Dre When I'm way in the A, I came to see ass shake But really talking to bloods I gotta stay out the way Carolina not your business, better stay in your place Gotta make somethin' shake, going too broke and Gucci Stay away from the steak, Tiger Gucci instead What it cost I'ma make, hundred racks to the head Hundred dash when I fed, went from rats in his dreads To having all of the bread, ride around with that toaster I took a shot to the leg, but I've been running for chair, girl [Chorus] Slidin, money in rubber bands Livin' fast life, I know you won't understand Slidin, on my way to the money I told that bitch I'm on the way to the money Slidin, money in rubber bands Live a fast life, I know you won't understand Slidin, on my way to the money I told that bitch I'm on my way to the money Whoa [Outro] Slide up on these **** right here No no slow down, slow down, slow down Yeah Whoo Yeah Wait Shhh Don't say nothin' Booboo don't say somethin' I bet she'd do it for a lil' money Screamin' long live Lil' Money! (Lil' Money, Lil' Money, Lil' Money)