Yeah, huh
Elvis
Yeah
(A Lau on the beat)
Grrah, grrah-grrah (Baow)
Grrah, grrah
Yeah, huh
GBG, we been sliding for weeks (Huh)
Walk down gang, face shot, no V (Baow)
And b**h, is you riding for me
Big EBK, who you lining for me (Baow, baow, baow)
Like hop out, Dougie, he flocking for he
Not DOA, you ain't sliding for we (Nah)
Bullets punching, no boxing wit' me (Bullets punching, no boxing wit' me)
(Baow, baow, baow)
Clip 'em, if he try to run when we sliding, we hit him, like
We tricked him, like
Thottie she lined him, she got him, we blitzed him
Hang out the window, like I'm tryna Rick 'em (Ricky)
Keep clicking, I go wit' the rhythm (Grrah-grrah)
Keep moving back, I make sure I won't miss him (Miss him)
He dead, now his homies miss him (He dead)
And I thought that I told y'all before (Like)
Since that lil' n**a do not want war
Put the K to your face and I kick down the door, like
I'm tryna spin through the 4's
Park up, hop out, I'ma boom (Like wait)
After that, get low to the floor
I do what I want, give a **** about the boss
Lost JB, I ain't losing no more (Grrah)
GBG, we been sliding for weeks (Huh)
Walk down gang, face shot, no V (Baow)
And b**h, is you riding for me
Big EBK, who you lining for me? (Baow, baow, baow)
Like hop out, Dougie, he flocking for he
Not DOA, you ain't sliding for we (Nah)
Bullets pnching, no boxing wit' me (Baow) (Bullets punching, no boxing wit' me)
They got me back on my slide on my opp if I wanna (Skrrt)
I make it hot if I wanna (Baow)
He talking crazy all year, niggas'll die at the top of the summer (Baow)
Not how I rock, not how I come, look, huh
He wasn't an opp, but he from that block, we don't care, we just wanted the numbers
You know how we coming through (Huh)
It be cities we be running through (Baow)
You not a big homie, so how is he under you
You say you tough, n**a show me a gun or two (Baow, baow, baow)
You say you tough, n**a show me a gun or two, huh
As soon as you tell us where you at, my niggas'll come at you (Baow)
Send me the addy, it give me a rush
We got him back but it wasn't enough
We want more, n**a it's stuck
And his main bitches giving him up
That n**a'll die tryna get a nut
That n**a done died tryna get a nut
GBG, we been sliding for weeks (Huh)
Walk down gang, face shot, no V (Baow)
And b**h, is you riding for me
Big EBK, who you lining for me (Baow, baow, baow)
Like hop out, Dougie, he flocking for he
Not DOA, you ain't sliding for we (Nah)
Bullets punching, no boxing wit' me (Bullets punching, no boxing wit' me)
