Slides with the Punch

Lyrics

[Intro] (Crowned Stevo) [Chorus] Let's get it, my nigga, let's come together, my baby Tap in with your baby, I got this shit goin' crazy I can put you with the slides or I can put you with the punch I can put you with the slides or I can put you with the punch (C'mon, now) [Verse 1] Ballin' on niggas, I just blew twenty in Neimans How you want it, my nigga? You want some money? I'll teach you, but keep it solid 'Cause niggas out here rattin', boy, I promise I'ma keep runnin' up these bands in my Balenciagas I'm on tour with all wolves like it's Twilight, nigga But not for music, I'm on tour to get the ice right, nigga You want a feature? Better hit me when the price right, nigga Hit the road, take a risk, roll the dice, my nigga How you get the name BandGang? 'Cause bitch, we keep it on us I done did so many scams, these bitches think the money phony Cookin' work up on the laptop like I work for Sony Boy, the feds don't even know you, you ain't got enough hustle I got Giannis with me 'cause we slam dunkin' all the opps' hoes Celebration every time we make it back, we pop Rose Block slow, but the road fast, put your socks on Every time we touch, we fuckin' win 'cause it's all pros Y'all slow, I'ma get this gualla 'til it's all gone Call Rolls, we up in here shoppin' 'til the mall close Made it through the winter, now we in here buyin' fall clothes Niggas steady fallin' off the map, I'm standin' tall, though [Chorus] Let's get it, my nigga, let's come together, my baby Tap in with your baby, I got this shit goin' crazy I can put you with the slides or I can put you with the punch I can put you with the slides or I can put you with the punch Let's get it, my nigga, let's come together, my baby Tap in with your baby, I got this shit goin' crazy I can put you with the slides or I can put you with the punch I can put you with the slides or I can put you with the punch [Verse 2] R.I.P. Dada For my bro today, I'm doin' Prada, nigga, voila You diss the gang, your brain'll turn to tie-dye I'm like why not? Ain't givin' out no passes, nigga, uh-uh Chopper make the nigga crunk dance like he Lil Jon For my bro today, I'm doin' Prada, nigga, voila You diss the gang, your brain'll turn to tie-dye Nigga, uh-uh, givin' out no passes, nigga, uh-uh Chopper make a nigga crunk dance like he Lil Jon Like he Lil Jon That chopper make a nigga crunk dance like he Lil Jon Like he Lil Jon That chopper make a nigga crunk dance like he Lil Jon