Sippin’ Slow

Lyrics

[Intro: Neako] Killa, yah And um [Verse 1: Neako] 'Bout a half a clip I'm smokin' Rollin' through the city in a full cloud Crack and let the window open The streets could smell as I cruise by Slow-mo cause I'm sipped up One word and get ya bitch fucked I got a million flows, I always switch 'em up And I never run when it's fisticuffs Slow-mo, slow-mo, slow-mo is what I'm feelin' Sour smoke, expensive clothes, blowin' O's as I'm willin' Gettin' poured up wit' Killa Breakin' down 8ths wit' Young L Don't matter if we really don't sip at all, we could sell it right back, it's gon' sell It's H-town in my town, they cupped up and poured down R.I.P. to DJ Screw, they livin' they lives like yours now As a real nigga, just sip slow A real bitch, let ya nigga know I be high as hell off that rugby or that purple dreams in my videos [Pre-Chorus: Neako] Everyday we keep rollin' up, gotta get this paper Everyday we keep pourin' up, man I be so faded Everyday we keep rollin' up, gotta get this paper Everyday we keep pourin' up, man I be so faded [Chorus: Neako] Every time when you see me, I'm pourin' up them 4's Breathin' in that loud, and blow it out my nose Sittin' next to me, guaranteed is ho's We all goin' ghost, movin' really slow Every time when you see me, I'm pourin' up them 4's Breathin' in that loud, and blow it out my nose Sittin' next to me, guaranteed is ho's All goin' ghost, sippin' really slow [Verse 2: Killa Kylon] Spiked lean, I do the right thing I got purple label in my white cup And my red car, wit' my yellow broad On my chrome 4's, and my white guts Gone, full of green, so is my pockets Ball like I hoop for the Houston Rockets Otis Thorpe, I lean to dream I'm comin' down, the king in my Houston Rocket Time machine and it's loud [?] a woman, pleadin' wit' the crowd My cup double, smokin' on that Keysha I'm catchin' [?] y'all catchin' cabs Me and Neako, serve no Cliquot Fuck that if it's not sauce or pico We do it big, and y'all do it peephole So when ya girl feed ya, that's where my piece go Big old necklace's, I'm on that Texas shit Y'all just practice drills, I'd done perfected it I'm a perfectionist, always wreckin' shit Proto-south flow, I spit fresh shit Y'all just talk bread, I be collectin' it Always on my grind, I got checks to get Yellow and white stones make sure my necklace lit Hottest rappers out, didn't make the Freshman list Not no freshman though, I am a veteran bro Dropped up off one bitch, seein' who next to blow Sittin' in first class, wit' you in the exit row Get yourself haters, just open the exit door Sittin' sideways, still tippin' Jammin' screw and I'm still sippin' Boy that Big Moe, got me leanin' Eyes closed, now it got me dreamin' [Outro: Neako] Every time when you see me, I'm pourin' up them 4's Breathin' in that loud, and blow it out my nose Sittin' next to me, guaranteed is ho's We all goin' ghost, movin' really slow Every time when you see me, I'm pourin' up them 4's Breathin' in that loud, and blow it out my nose Sittin' next to me, guaranteed is ho's All goin' ghost, sippin' really slow