If I Could lyrics

by

Slim 400



[Chorus]
If I could
I give you more
If I could
I give you more

[Verse 1: Twista]
Twista!
Well the pimp and the boss is back
[?] type of talk is that?
'Cause I assault the track
Ask a b*tch if I bought you that
Tell me, would you come off the cap?
A sucker for something
But I gotta [?] the truth, 'cause you ain't gon' get nothing for nothing
When I get to [?] you prolly wanna give whatever you want
And I see that you the one I'ma love
When I pull up on them in the Hellcat
And I'm smokin' on the OG Kush
And I got cookies on me, you can smell that
Haters in here givin' phony looks and I be pullin' on these n*ggas, b*tches
Ballin' on them, and I'm known to give 'em what they want
Diamonds and pearls, two of the [?]
Treat your girl, doing everything that they don't
Super compatible whenever we talk
The type to make a pimp n*gga trick out
I'ma do what I gotta do if we hit out
I think I wanna pick up on what she [?]
[?] backwood and talk to her
We can ride through the hood, give it a swirl
Take her into a stall, give her a pearl
And I wish I could give her the world
[Chorus]
If I could
I give you more
If I could
I give you more

[Verse 2: Slim 400]
From the way she lookin, I can tell she f*ckin
Suck the top, the balls and all that
Make moves in the hood, runnon game on n*ggas with all that
Goin up on n*ggas talkin sh*t to b*tches
Run up where n*ggas staying it
And the b*tch is with it, the b*tch is with it
Find your life girl, 24
Same time, b*tch, we on
RT, but I'm sliding by
Bro, that's why I'm hella high
It ain't nothing to a boss n*gga
b*tch I got it, n*gga
Goin hard till the sun come up
Still high on the money cloud
I'm the type of n*gga to hold you down
Keep the clown n*ggas from coming around
When we goin up, they know it's us
She fell in love, so I gave her trust
A n*gga can't f*ck it up
She might cry to mama
[Chorus]
If I could
I give you more
If I could
I give you more
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