Get Slid lyrics
by Erica Banks
[Intro]
Go
Tha MC
f*ck going on?
b*tch
Look
[Hook]
Ride (Ride)
Go (Go)
b*tch don't want no smoke (On God)
Slide (Huh?)
4-
Shots gon get you gone
Pull up
Get slid (Slid)
b*tch don't smoke no mid (Hell nah)
On that-
sh*t (Huh?)
Trap all night like this, hm (Go)
Ride (Huh)
Go (Ugh)
b*tch don't want no smoke (Smoke)
Slide
4- (pus*y)
Shots gon get you gone (On God)
Pull up
Get slid (Slid)
Nah, I won't smoke no mid (Hell nah)
On that-
sh*t (Huh?)
Trap all night like this
[Verse 1: Erica Banks]
Hold on, what is you on?
Why is you tryna get some of this smoke?
Why is you creeping and sneaking like you need a beating
And why you on some of this dope?
Why is you all in my buisiness and sh*t-
Like I won't f*ck around and come slap me a hoe
Why is you laughing, hoe? It ain't a joke
Offing your potna, he dead on the floor
I'm not a killer but that's who I be with (Uh)
I'm fine as hell, do you see this?
Choppеr go crazy with 3 di*ks (3)
Came in this b*tch just to be rich (On God)
pus*y like watеr, he seasick
I tell a hoe what to do (I tell a hoe what to do)
I run this city forreal
And I just got a deal so I'm pushing a Coupe
Why is you here?
Who is you with in this hoe?
Cause ay, we gon have drama forreal
Knocking and clocking them hoes
I ain't watching them hoes
But I know that hoe be on the pill
Hoe I'm the truth but I said it before
But they knew that, I'm popping my sh*t on the net
Where the respect?
Talking all out of your chest
Hoe just come show me the check
pus*y
[Hook]
Ride (Ride)
Go (Go)
b*tch don't want no smoke (On God)
Slide (Huh?)
4-
Shots gon get you gone
Pull up
Get slid (Slid)
b*tch don't smoke no mid (Hell nah)
On that-
sh*t (Huh?)
Trap all night like this, hm
Ride (Huh)
Go (Ugh)
b*tch don't want no smoke (Smoke)
Slide
4- (pus*y)
Shots gon get you gone (On God)
Pull up
Get slid (Slid)
Nah, I won't smoke no mid (Tha MC)
On that-
sh*t (Tha MC)
Trap all night like this
[Verse 2: Ashley Tha MC]
1 for the money
2 for the dough
3 to get the bag
And 4 to get some more
Pick it up, drop it off
Re-up, double up
Pick it up, drop it off
Re-up, double up
Back to the basics, I'm killing this sh*t
Heard a b*tch got a problem, I'll peel her quick
You ain't got you no money
I pull up and stretch it
I made me a lot from a little bit
Tryna buy me a ring with the ceilings lit
No I don't wanna f*ck, give me benefits
And if they wanna start it I finish it
Soon as it open up I go in and hit
Ooh, whole lotta cash, no credit
Got a lot of gas, (?) let it
Heard a b*tch got a problem, but ain't really bout a comma
So a b*tch like me can't sweat it
All of my people, they proud of me
Never knew that I was a young prodigy
Its a whole lot of people that doubted me
Be the best in my city, I gotta be
[Hook]
Ride (Ride)
Go (Go)
b*tch don't want no smoke (On God)
Slide (Huh?)
4-
Shots gon get you gone
Pull up
Get slid (Slid)
b*tch don't smoke no mid (Hell nah)
On that-
sh*t (Huh?)
Trap all night like this, hm (Go)
Ride (Huh)
Go (Ugh)
b*tch don't want no smoke (Smoke)
Slide
4- (pus*y)
Shots gon get you gone (On God)
Pull up
Get slid (Slid)
Nah, I won't smoke no mid (Hell nah)
On that-
sh*t (Huh?)
Trap all night like this