Hide And Seek ft. Digga D Lyrics

Hide And Seek ft. Digga D - 163Margs

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Hide And Seek Lyrics

Just spotted a opp, tell the driver, "Stop"

Let me hop out the ride, I ain't tryna waste time

On the 'net, he was movin' all brave, but live in the flesh, I ain't lettin' him slide

Try-Try dash, catch up, get bored from behind

Sweets in the .9, tryna fill it with bine

Mask on face, I ain't tryna do time

Real life, know this is more than rhyme

Ayy, Miss, you look more than fine

Leng one, bad one, keep callin' my line (Sweet)

Seem like, she wanna be more than a friend

If that's true, then hold this skeng (Hold it)

Do you know that we roll with led?

Got sticks in the ride like the Polish men (Yeah, yeah)

Why'd you think that we dodge from the police-men?

Say you're on me, then show me then

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Fits get burned, and tools get cleaned

We slide on them, don't slide on we

Gliding where? Stop lyin', please

Feel like a game of hide-and-seek

We seek, and them boy hide

We tell facts, and them boy lie (We do)

We glide on them, them boy don't ride

Don't ask why I'm wid' it, I love my life

Fits get burned, and tools get cleaned

We slide on them, don't slide on we

Gliding where? Stop lyin', please

Feel like a game of hide-and-seek

We seek, and them boy hide

We tell facts, and them boy lie (We do)

We glide on them, them boy don't ride

Don't ask why I'm wid' it, I love my life

Nerds wanna rap on drill and ain't done one drill

These guys ain't about this (Isn't it, isn't it)

Fuck what anyone says, we're the wildest

Their block ain't hot, it's the mildest (Hahahaha)

Niggas get cheffed, take pics in the hospital bed but then jump on the 'net and act childish

(Nigga's commentin' angry, we killed his friend)

The weakest guy is the loudest

Step, step, step, repetitive

Ten shootings last year, consecutive (Baow-baow)

Why the they act like they done that and never did?

Fuck my cousins, I hate my relatives

Search up, "**** shootin'," you will see a car filled up with bine (Bah, bah, bah)

Sixteen shots in his whip, we emptied the clip, tell me I'm lyin'

Fits get burned, and tools get cleaned

We slide on them, don't slide on we

Gliding where? Stop lyin', please

Feel like a game of hide-and-seek (It does)

We seek, and them boy hide

We tell facts, and them boy lie (They do)

We glide on them, them boy don't ride

Don't ask why I'm wid' it, I love my life

Fits get burned, and tools get cleaned

We slide on them, don't slide on we

Gliding where? Stop lyin', please

Feel like a game of hide-and-seek (It does)

We seek, and them boy hide

We tell facts, and them boy lie (They do)

We glide on them, them boy don't ride

Don't ask why I'm wid' it, I love my life