"Sliding4Nun" lyrics
(feat. BrickOff1700)
Where my gun at?
If you slide like I slide, why you tryna— (Oh, oh, oh)
Really three more die, they gon' think we really done
Oh, yeah
Really three more niggas gotta die, then we done
If you slide like I slide, why you tryna swap out guns?
When you slidin' and providin', they gon' get it done
They say they out, but they be hidin', I'm slidin' for nothin'
I pour four purple lines at a time, keep 'em comin'
I been workin' on my grind, wake up 5 in the mornin'
I shoot the Glock more than nine times, you hear the sirens comin'
Boo be talkin' like a all-timer, but he be runnin' (Alright)
Bounce out on him, chase his ass, it ain't no runnin' from this shit (Alright)
You think I'm lyin', just go ask Dayski, ain't no runnin' from no switch (From no what?)
We done took some lives and know what's comin', we ain't runnin' from this shit (We ain't runnin' from this shit)
All through the O up in a Nissan, nothin' but gunners in this bitch (Nothin' but shooters)
I spot a vic', I'm jumpin' out, ain't nothin' but runners on they shit (Come here, come here)
Switch get off too fast, got me mad, might slap a hundred in this bitch (A hundred-round)
I dump the drizzy out the V, it sound like thunder in this bitch (Boom, boom, boom)
I'm so WooK, she was here, I'd put his mama in the mix (Kill his mama)
If we catch four more, they gon' think that they let Drummer in this bitch
I check out my bank account, ain't shit but a bunch of commas in this bitch
This fin-fin tinted all around, they think Obama in this bitch (They think Obama in this)
But jokes on them 'cause it's lil' Vonno with a llama in this bitch (With a drizzy)
Spin 'til we pass out, we catch him, then he assed out (He assed out)
Put Dayski on his back, I tried to leave him with his ass out (His bitch ass)
They weren't mad about lil' Munchie, but I bet them niggas mad now (I bet they hot)
They weren't sad when that lil' pussy boy was dissin', so don't be sad now
Spin 'til we pass out, we catch him, then he assed out
Put Dayski on his back, I tried to leave him with his ass out
They weren't mad about lil' Munchie, but I bet them niggas mad now
They weren't sad when that lil' pussy boy was dissin', so don't be sad now (With they bitch ass)
If you slide like I slide, why you tryna— (Oh, oh, oh)
Really three more die, they gon' think we really done
Oh, yeah
Really three more niggas gotta die, then we done
If you slide like I slide, why you tryna swap out guns?
When you slidin' and providin', they gon' get it done
They say they out, but they be hidin', I'm slidin' for nothin'
I pour four purple lines at a time, keep 'em comin'
I been workin' on my grind, wake up 5 in the mornin'
I shoot the Glock more than nine times, you hear the sirens comin'
Boo be talkin' like a all-timer, but he be runnin' (Alright)
Bounce out on him, chase his ass, it ain't no runnin' from this shit (Alright)
You think I'm lyin', just go ask Dayski, ain't no runnin' from no switch (From no what?)
We done took some lives and know what's comin', we ain't runnin' from this shit (We ain't runnin' from this shit)
All through the O up in a Nissan, nothin' but gunners in this bitch (Nothin' but shooters)
I spot a vic', I'm jumpin' out, ain't nothin' but runners on they shit (Come here, come here)
Switch get off too fast, got me mad, might slap a hundred in this bitch (A hundred-round)
I dump the drizzy out the V, it sound like thunder in this bitch (Boom, boom, boom)
I'm so WooK, she was here, I'd put his mama in the mix (Kill his mama)
If we catch four more, they gon' think that they let Drummer in this bitch
I check out my bank account, ain't shit but a bunch of commas in this bitch
This fin-fin tinted all around, they think Obama in this bitch (They think Obama in this)
But jokes on them 'cause it's lil' Vonno with a llama in this bitch (With a drizzy)
Spin 'til we pass out, we catch him, then he assed out (He assed out)
Put Dayski on his back, I tried to leave him with his ass out (His bitch ass)
They weren't mad about lil' Munchie, but I bet them niggas mad now (I bet they hot)
They weren't sad when that lil' pussy boy was dissin', so don't be sad now
Spin 'til we pass out, we catch him, then he assed out
Put Dayski on his back, I tried to leave him with his ass out
They weren't mad about lil' Munchie, but I bet them niggas mad now
They weren't sad when that lil' pussy boy was dissin', so don't be sad now (With they bitch ass)
