Slidin' (feat. Lilman209)

Yeah, yo, what's good withmy boy T Come on, bruh Bruh, I need you to put your game face on Cool it Sliding with me in the gang and we get it back All these fun times and moments that we could've had People doubting us, sense we came up Now they bad Yeah, ay, and we getting cash Stacking it like some bread Yeah, we made it bad Pulling up in a Lambo I did that Fall in love too quickly, really get me bad Ay, ay, it really get me bad Had a strike first with the first punch I ain't coming with no gun I'm just coming for some lunch People running they mouth That ain't really bout it Coming at me like, who you trying to clown After all the love songs Let's get straight to it Bout to get it cracking foo You ain't bout to doing it Running up these tracks with the big old digits Running to my mama's crib To tell her that we did it Sliding with me in the gang and we get it back All these fun times and moments that we could've had People doubting us, sense we came up Now they bad Yeah, ay, and we getting cash Stacking it like some bread Yeah, we made it bad Pulling up in a Lambo I did that Fall in love too quickly, really get me bad Ay, ay, it really get me bad This is what I got Ambition and lingo that got me headed to the top Don't know when to stop Thank God that he saved that nigga from the block I ain't never been to jail I ain't never been shot RIP to my nigga K-Lowe He motive me To Gitmo. And touch the Apex on a daily The way this lady shows me love is truly amazing Truth we been hanging Out. Coolin daily Snooze we laying Up in the morning thinking about the moves we making Who's shaking that bond Not a dude or lady can intervene what we created I making statements I got a way of making sayings that end up in playlist The way these ain't shits tried to play me should have left me jaded But I stay showing love Ain't no place for hatred Genuine with the love Girl I'm so anxious You fine af You got a glow We gone go places Sliding with me in the gang and we get it back All these fun times and moments that we could've had People doubting us, sense we came up Now they bad Yeah, ay, and we getting cash Stacking it like some bread Yeah, we made it bad Pulling up in a Lambo I did that Fall in love too quickly, really get me bad Ay, ay, it really get me bad