Slide on Who? lyrics

[Intro]
(A1, they don't want No Competition)

[Chorus]
Ayy, gon' slide on who
Shooters tell you run to the back with a Glock fully loaded
I come out the park tryna slide
No destination, I'm happy we made it
I really lost Tay, 'cause we went on a ride
Keep me a stick and a big ass pole in the back of the whip
n*gga play and he fried
Really ain't feel how I feel on the day that my momma was crying, 'cause Kenny had died
Bro keep a blick I ain't worried about sh*t, if a f*ck n*gga play yeah but you pull a stain
I hit a lick, got me into some sh*t, but I'm forever solid, I ain't tell on the gang
I only speak what I know, that’s the code for the bro
You ain't know, pus*y boy, that’s a shame
n*ggas ain't spinnin' my block 1G with the Glock in the back and letting ring

[Verse]
Fire, fire
This how it sound when I spray at your people
Dive in the crowd if he stuck in the bleachers
Was raised round shooters and graveyard reapers
Come from the north, there ain't sh*t you could teach us
Think he balling, get robbed for some sneakers
Living my life for the day, so I'm risking it all, only call on my phone when you need me
Drop to my knees and I pray
I know when I'm wrong, I don't know what to say
Father forgive me, I walk with a glizzy
'Cause these n*ggas envy, I'm tryna be safe
Why send a diss if you right in my face
n*ggas really be pus*y, it f*ck with my brain
Caught an opp lacking, we chasing him down
Before that boy say the word, they open his face
This just a tale of the north of a real deal n*gga staying solid, lil' n*gga be safe
I used to post on the block with a big ass pistol and run from the narcs and the jakes
Step in the yard, you gone run into some real deal killers who don’t give a f*ck 'bout a case
I see the snake in when I look in they eyes
I don't f*ck with these n*ggas cuz these n*ggas fake
[Chorus]
Ayy, gon' slide on who
Shooters tell you run to the back with a Glock fully loaded
I come out the park tryna slide
No destination, I'm happy we made it
I really lost Tay, 'cause we went on a ride
Keep me a stick and a big ass pole in the back of the whip
n*gga play and he fried
Really ain't feel how I feel on the day that my momma was crying, 'cause Kenny had died
Bro keep a blick I ain't worried about sh*t, if a f*ck n*gga play yeah but you pull a stain
I hit a lick, got me into some sh*t, but I'm forever solid, I ain't tell on the gang
I only speak what I know, that’s the code for the bro
You ain't know, pus*y boy, that’s a shame
n*ggas ain't spinnin' my block 1G with the Glock in the back and letting ring

[Outro]
Gang, on gang