Slidin' - Yhung T.O.

Slidin' - Yhung T.O.

  • Year of release: 2017
  • Language: English
  • Duration: 2:52

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Lyrics " Slidin' "

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Slidin'

Yhung T.O.

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Yeah, yeah

Uh, uh, uh, uh

I’ve been runnin up a check

Slidin', gang members hopping out with TEC’s, uh

I’ve been runnin' up a check

Slidin', gang members hopping out with TEC’s

Niggas can’t afford this price on my neck

Glock-19 when I’m slidin' through the 'jects

I lost my lil brother to these streets

So it ain’t a question why I gotta keep the heat

A lot of niggas mad, I spent a dub in a week

I be seeing death when I close my eyes to sleep

And next I’ma bust down a watch

Niggas always hidin' when we slidin' on the opps

Asking hella questions I’ma take you for a cop

Think it’s fun and games 'til a nigga get shot

Niggas going broke tryna stunt

I been in a different time zone for a month

Lot of niggas hate me cause they know that I’m the one

I just hope I Iive long enough to have a son

Brand new forty, Smith & Wesson

Tryna stop smoking, but nigga I been stressin'

Gone off the drugs, shit in life I still question

Like why my nigga gone, why I gotta keep a weapon?

Oh I need answers

I need less stressin' and I need more dancers

I need more family around and less randoms

I need more times when you ride it at random

I need one time when you ride it on camera

I need less talk and more action, lights, camera

You say you lonely, I slide down like Santa

I just might taste if you blowing like candles

I get you wet let it drip to your ankle

I put my tongue everywhere I could taste you

And I got so deep from the side, I got angles

And I always keep you tied up like we tangled

I swear I hate fussin' and fightin'

We ridin' around with chops, ain’t no tussling and fightin'

I swear I hate fussin' and fightin'

We ridin' around with chops, ain’t no tussling and fightin'

Throw it, throw it back, watch you ride it

Diamonds on diamonds, I still ain’t decided

Don’t share with public what we do in private

I see them hundreds and I get excited

And I’m really in the north

No Porsche, ridin' with the semi in the north

Put on for the whole damn city that’s of course

And I know nobody fuckin' with me on the course

Ayy, all these nigga wanna be me

Sayin that’s it funk and they gon' see me when they see me

Chains on my neck get popped just for reachin'

Niggas talkin' crazy, slide down, meet the demon

Bitch I’m a dog, I’ma vet 'cause I’m seasoned

Niggas gettin stretched for respect that’s the reason

Niggas acting like they want beef but they vegan

I just want the hundreds, all the rest you can keep it

She wanna fuck me all the time, she be fiending

Glock on my hip, slide down, get to squeezing

Niggas really starving but be talking like they eating

What you made in a year, I done made in a weekend

I’ve been runnin' up a check

Slidin', gang members hopping out with TEC’s

Niggas can’t afford this price on my neck

Glock-19 when I’m slidin' through the 'jects

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