Slow Down lyrics

[Intro: Luhh Dyl]
Mm, yeah
Huh, slow down
Uh-huh, come on

[Verse 1: Luhh Dyl]
Black truck ridin', four-five on side (Huh, huh)
Two hoes on me, one Black, one blonde
Two poles on me, I'm damn near blind
I don't like to throw no titles out, but she damn near mine
I only took one hit of the— but I'm damn near flyin'
sh*t, I'm damn near gone
Touch me, 5'll crack your bones
I done been in Chase so many times, that's damn near my home
I done gave out pape' so many times, I'm damn near a loan
Slow down, Dyl, okay
b*tch, get out my way if you don't look like Coi Leray
I'm the type to take a distribution and go MIA
Two big bald n*ggas at my gate so they know where I stay
Push up, then you dead
I was broke, now I'm fed
She make me skeeyee, Sexyy Red
Catch an opp, let the chop fill up his body like he Ted
I don't need no ghostwriter, I'll stab him with this lead, yeah

[Interlude: Luhh Dyl & Veeze]
Mhm, huh, huh, huh
Gang, gangerski (Slow down)
Best rapper alive in this b*tch, n*gga (Hmm, mm-mm-mm)
Yeah, okay (Yeah)
[Verse 2: Veeze & Luhh Dyl]
Dressin' like a model, n*gga (Gang), rappin' just my second job (Yeah)
I'm the one gon' run it up, n*ggas be known for runnin' up (They do)
Sippin' on that Texas, it got me throwed, you'd think I'm C.J. Stroud (Ugh, ugh)
Walk inside my closet, learn a language, you might cross the border (Haha)
b*tch, I'm not your baby father, richer than your favorite uncle (Frrt, beep)
Tomorrow, I just might pull a Phantom out 'cause it's gon' rain tomorrow (It's gon' rain tomorrow)
Boy, I just might pour an eight like Kobe when he was wearin' Jordan (Swish)
Lil' bro, pass the scissors, I'm cuttin' off all these b*tches don't offer nothin' (Slide, slide)
What ho that's in my DNA? (Yeah), f*ck, then ghost her, made her hate me (f*ck, then ghost)
It look like it's Presidents Day 'cause I got all these Benjamin Franklins (Beep-beep)
Text that b*tch I love her too, text her back like, "I'm just playin'" (Haha)
n*ggas' pockets zero dollars, call that sh*t a Jayson Tatum (Broke-ass n*gga)
n*gga, I don't want no key to the city, I want a thousand grams (Skrrt)
New bag in, I'm taxin' for that sh*t, call us Uncle Sam (n*gga, I'm taxin')
I done stepped on the work before you got it, I'm two steps ahead (Get it?)
I can't even be myself no more out loud, these n*ggas be takin' swag (Yeah)
Wavy Navy Taliban (Lil' n*gga), five bands, tappin' heads (Broke n*gga)
Never wear Amiri again, n*gga, that's for lil' kids (sh*t for broke n*ggas)
You don't wanna lose your ho, your best bet keep her in the crib (Keep her in the crib, uh-huh)
Same day that you dropped the blender, same day that she let me hit (Slow down, haha)

[Verse 3: Luhh Dyl]
Same day that I hit them b*tches up, the same day you got spint
Park the whip, grab the jacks from the store and get 'em same-day shipped (Slow down)
Unc' just got a brand-new script, tap in, this sh*t go quick
Told they ass, "Come on," so many times, I threw it on my kit (Slow down)
Ten hoes and one of me, b*tch, let me breathe
b*tch thought she came over for Veeze, she pulled up and seen me
Out of town, I crashed a Range Rover, next day, came AMG
n*ggas postin' tracks off some of Amiris, they drip be ABC