Slyde Lyrics

I ain't a killa, but don't push me Revenge is like the sweetest joy, next to gettin' pussy

Had to drop the perfect time, you know I play that homage

City sayin' stop the violence, but that's somethin' I can't promise

Pussy nigga, you could (die)

Anybody stand behind you, comin' from you, they could (die)

Your bitch a settemup so you and her, could fuckin' (die)

Play the opposition, fuckin' with me, you could (die)

Be the bigger person, bitch, I'm petty, you gone (die)

When you live by the stick, you die by the stick

Choose and pick, switchin' sides like your granny

Grab the switch, slyde if you ride or die

And your potna hit, slyde like you R. Kelly

15 with the tits, slyde if it's fuck the other side, fuck the opposites, slyde if that nigga snitch

Got your brother sittin', slyde when they tryna snake you

Hear them bitches hissin', same nigga on a mission

Tryna to rob you out a penny, man, I swear these niggas weird

And all these hoes is weirdos, niggas change the format

To judge a book, yeah, I peep those

Hair pin trigger, slingin' bowrettes to your temple

Steppas on your doormat, put the barrel to the peephole

Slyde, ain't no time to hide, they just killed your people

Got that pride, but this dick, only changin' for a reload

Peep I'm from New Orleans, where a villain, be a hero

Big easy to get a choppa, big lackin' you got zero

Slyde if a nigga actin' gangsta on the gram

Slyde if you catch that nigga chillin' by his grams

Slyde on 'em Christmas Eve, lackin' with his fam

Tried to slyde on his twin, but the fuckin' blicky jammed

Ain't gon' slyde on me, I'm just sayin' like I'm Goku

On go with this big Mac, no McDonald's drive-thru

Plus your girl showin' red flags, not the piru

Die, bitch, you know I be the truth, Beanie Segal (ahuh)

Blame this generation, real faker than the metaverse

Rappin' ass niggas meditatin' for a better verse

Stank pussy bitches gave her man's up, for a Birkin purse

Him and that bag be a knockoff, petty hurts

Made a fashion statement, put his face up on a Dickie shirt

Kill or be killed, you get dirty or get put in dirt

Real gon' be real or get checked like the fuckin' first

Fuck a pop shoota, bitch it's lit December 31st

How you let a nigga jack you out your own shit

When you seen him dapped him off, should've bat him front his bitch

Can't let that ride, that's a homicide, beef never dies

This the devil's playground, better play that fuckin' slyde

Niggas tweakin', niggas 15, 16 crashin' for no reason

Never shed blood or tears, then that get-back should be even

Limitation on some disrespect, eat a dick

Since you wanna play, pussy, pussy nigga, take ya lick (slyde)

I ain't a killa, but don't push me Revenge is like the sweetest joy, next to gettin' pussy

Had to drop the perfect time, you know I play that homage

City sayin' stop the violence, but that's somethin' I can't promise

Pussy nigga, you could (die)

Anybody stand behind you, comin' from you, they could (die)

Your bitch a settemup so you and her, could fuckin' (die)

Play the opposition, fuckin' with me, you could (die)

Be the bigger person, bitch, I'm petty, you gone (die)