Sliding w Dark Tint lyrics

[Intro: Slimesito]
(Don't play with him)
Yeah
You know how the f*ck we rockin' man
Aye
Sito, Sito, Sito

[Verse 1: Slimesito]
I'm popping these n*ggas, yeah I feel like John Wick
You just bought a new stick, now your ass finna die with it
Glock 17 so you better not try sh*t
All red fifties on me, yeah I stay on that gang sh*t
On Point South, I turned that sh*t to a snake pit
AR-15, yeah I stay with the same stick
I was locked up with them killers and convicts
Got some stone shooters and you know they go ape sh*t
n*gga fresh out and I'm back on the same sh*t
Got Bounty's on me so you know I tote Glock sticks
Just popped a n*gga cause' he stayed on that opp sh*t
Got Beezy with me and you know he gon' knock sh*t
Got contract shooters with me ready to pop sh*t
Door locking on the block, I feel like a locksmith
Tom Ford glasses on my face, I'm feeling like Clark Kent
Hot boxed whip and you know we sliding with dark tint

[Verse 2: BigSmokeChapo]
Sliding with dark tint (shh) sliding with dark tint (shh)
We sliding with dark tint, AK with a f*cking cooling kit
Rollin' down the window, up the fire, don't care who you with
Real rich slime so I'm shooting out foreign whip
Real Quickdraw soldier, probably why a n*gga f*cked your b*tch
n*gga, you is a hoe and your hoe like that gangster sh*t
They know Smoke too slime, yeah, that n*gga need a handkerchief
They don't want me to sneeze, man, I'm toting a fifty blip
Riding in that briminal whip, that's a X6
f*ck around with quick draw gang, that's a death wish
Told the hoe FaceTime I don't like messages
She might try to set me, I send her ass to hell quick
Smoke got bheddar mean Smoke making bail quick
I ain't stunting the rap game, b*tch I'm slime rich
[Verse 3: Fluhkunxhkos]
b*tch I'm rich slime I ain't doing no signing
Hop out the back of that foreign, I'm firing
n*gga mention the gang then somebody dying
Your partner got shot, why the f*ck you ain't sliding?
Yhap Gang the mob, b*tch, you know that we riding
Hop out, run-down, hit his ass with that .9
f*ck n*gga, play brazy, that n*gga get lined
You not double R then yo' ass getting slimed
Free the boys behind the wall doing time
Front street, one of my shooters bang g-shine
Knock a n*gga off while he in his prime
Play with me I'll have your momma out here crying
All that flexing 'round here, get your ass slimed
If I want it I take it, n*gga, that sh*t mine
My n*ggas down to drill and commit the crime
Young solid n*ggas, they ain't dropping no dime