Slipping 2020

Lyrics

[Intro] (Vonte on the Beat) This that "Slipping 2020" shit, nigga Niggas be trippin', they real thinkin' that I'm slippin' Come on, now [Chorus] Same old slogans, still out rolling Still whip it up with the same old potion Same old slogans, still out rolling Still whip it up with the same old potion Woo [Verse 1] Turn this bitch 'cause gang in this bitch You lame in this bitch, ain't 'bout to do a thing in this bitch We shoot banana clips for niggas on that monkey shit I smack her on her ass and pull her tracks out when I fuck this bitch My nigga should've played hockey 'cause we all slide Dog hidin', ten on his head, let them dogs find him Pull up in a Beamer truck, this bitch got sports mode Your buffs fake and your bitch ass, but you cuffed, though I never understood these niggas, how they hate the G.O.A.T? My cases open, but this Draco with me, it'll take a soul Try to run off like a stylist, I'll paint your toes Look in my eyes and tell a lie, them shooters paint your nose Cuban links on my neck came from Hutchy It's nothin', blew twenty in a day, thank my stuffer I be doin' me, you got opinons, it's fuck you Call the plug, told him I'ma come and grab a couple Sucker niggas, smacked his bitch 'cause she was feelin' me My stomach weak, these niggas extra silly, they be killin' me Feel the safe up with the twenties, keep the slips on me This Glock on fully loaded, but I'm quick to leave this bitch on E Do the dash, up the six, you catch me burnin' out Couple thou' every time I look up, make her wonder, "How?" If you ain't a real nigga, better not come around Found out otherwise, my lil' guys'll come and gun you down [Chorus] Same old slogans, still out rolling Still whip it up with the same old potion Same old slogans, still out rolling (Skrrt, ayy) Still whip it up with the same old potion (Bitch) Still Sport buffs— (Ayy) Still Sport buffs, still Sport buffs, my shit whiter than some lotion (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) Still sport buffs (Yeah), still Sport buffs (White), still Sport buffs, my shit whiter than some lotion [Verse 2] We been on that, and bitch, we still on that Been had straps, been had racks Pull up in the hood and bet that shit on craps Don't get clapped, nigga, don't get clapped, my been had MACs Been had Dracs, been had 9s and 40s, boy, a nigga got smacked Love to shoot with some Forgi wheels, put 'em my foreign coupes Who is you? You don't know the gan? Try us, we blowin' you Pour a deuce, wake up, pour a four, I roll with plenty goons Make some room, better make some room 'cause BandGang comin' through I've been dry, never lost, though, you say that shit, you lyin' I've been down to put a bitch on her back and beat her down (Ayy) Rubbers slidin', you know bro been slidin', that boy out his mind Take your shit, you won't get it back, we on that type of time, nigga [Outro] Niggas know who really do this shit, nigga Big 20, BandGang, nigga Shoutout to the ShredGang, nigga, we'll take your shit