Текст песни Slidin - Yhung T.O., Big $wift

Slidin

Yeah, yeah\nUh, uh, uh, uh\nI’ve been runnin up a check\nSlidin', gang members hopping out with TEC’s, uh\nI’ve been runnin' up a check\nSlidin', gang members hopping out with TEC’s\nNiggas can’t afford this price on my neck\nGlock-19 when I’m slidin' through the 'jects\nI lost my lil brother to these streets\nSo it ain’t a question why I gotta keep the heat\nA lot of niggas mad, I spent a dub in a week\nI be seeing death when I close my eyes to sleep\nAnd next I’ma bust down a watch\nNiggas always hidin' when we slidin' on the opps\nAsking hella questions I’ma take you for a cop\nThink it’s fun and games 'til a nigga get shot\nNiggas going broke tryna stunt\nI been in a different time zone for a month\nLot of niggas hate me cause they know that I’m the one\nI just hope I Iive long enough to have a son\nBrand new forty, Smith &Wesson\nTryna stop smoking, but nigga I been stressin'\nGone off the drugs, shit in life I still question\nLike why my nigga gone, why I gotta keep a weapon?\nOh I need answers\nI need less stressin' and I need more dancers\nI need more family around and less randoms\nI need more times when you ride it at random\nI need one time when you ride it on camera\nI need less talk and more action, lights, camera\nYou say you lonely, I slide down like Santa\nI just might taste if you blowing like candles\nI get you wet let it drip to your ankle\nI put my tongue everywhere I could taste you\nAnd I got so deep from the side, I got angles\nAnd I always keep you tied up like we tangled\nI swear I hate fussin' and fightin'\nWe ridin' around with chops, ain’t no tussling and fightin'\nI swear I hate fussin' and fightin'\nWe ridin' around with chops, ain’t no tussling and fightin'\nThrow it, throw it back, watch you ride it\nDiamonds on diamonds, I still ain’t decided\nDon’t share with public what we do in private\nI see them hundreds and I get excited\nAnd I’m really in the north\nNo Porsche, ridin' with the semi in the north\nPut on for the whole damn city that’s of course\nAnd I know nobody fuckin' with me on the course\nAyy, all these nigga wanna be me\nSayin that’s it funk and they gon' see me when they see me\nChains on my neck get popped just for reachin'\nNiggas talkin' crazy, slide down, meet the demon\nBitch I’m a dog, I’ma vet 'cause I’m seasoned\nNiggas gettin stretched for respect that’s the reason\nNiggas acting like they want beef but they vegan\nI just want the hundreds, all the rest you can keep it\nShe wanna fuck me all the time, she be fiending\nGlock on my hip, slide down, get to squeezing\nNiggas really starving but be talking like they eating\nWhat you made in a year, I done made in a weekend\nI’ve been runnin' up a check\nSlidin', gang members hopping out with TEC’s\nNiggas can’t afford this price on my neck\nGlock-19 when I’m slidin' through the 'jects