Slide - MAJ

Strap on the side, I’ll never die

These guns gon' shoot, shot through your spine

She see me drive, she wanna ride (Kersa)

Hop on the stick, I break her spine

Strap on the side, I’ll never die

These guns gon' shoot, shot through your spine

She see me drive, she wanna ride

Hop on the stick, I break her spine

Bitch, I’m so faded, I’m faded now, yeah, yeah

Look at my bank account, bank account, yeah, yeah

Just bought a new Wraith just so I can drag race

Niggas was talkin' down on me back then, now nigga what that cash say?

Karma’s a bitch, this is what you get

For not givin' me a chance

Look my diamonds dancin', Chris Brown solo

You can look, bitch, but don’t touch

.40 hit you from the neck up

Keep a .40 on me, no question

R.I.P.

Juice, R.I.P.

X, R.I.P.

Peep

Gotta look both ways before I cross the street

Feel like everybody get after me, yeah

R.I.P.

to all our fallen legends

Don’t wanna die, so I keep a Smith &Wesson

Pull up, on God, I might teach him a lesson

Apply the pressure

Oh my god, my bitch so fun, she a dime

If a nigga try, you get swatted like a fly

Or you’ll get swatted like a Twitch streamer

My bitches is with, yeah, eat it

I feel like Michael Jackson, uh, beat it

Head game on Medusa, it turn me to stone

All these hoes tryna fuck me, get the fuck out my phone

These hoes be sayin' that they love me, but they fucked my bro

She tried to force me like, but I am not the one

Strap on the side, I’ll never die

These guns gon' shoot, shot through your spine

She see me drive, she wanna ride

Hop on the stick, I break her spine

Strap on the side, I’ll never die

These guns gon' shoot, shot through your spine

She see me drive, she wanna ride

Hop on the stick, I break her spine