SLIDE ft. Itz Micaiah Lyrics

Itz Micaiah nigga, NHG bitch, (The Kidd)

Tell the DJ run it back, we ain't squashin' shit it's dead

If you ain't gettin' money, get the F around me, I ain't Zack

They addicted, I'm like crack, turn your tape off, that's a wrap

We been hungry at the bottom, now your hoe think I'm a snack

All we know is Tit for, yeah we slide, you know that's facts

Hit the gas and go full throttle, we gon' take it to the max

Wanna see you do your best, girl I wanna see you sweat

Drinking Henny out the bottle, all it take to get her wet

Party in the B&B, I'm livin' like a superstar

I just called my momma, she said boy you goin' super far

Comma after comma, I can cash out on a super car

If every day a movie, who the hell gon' cut the movie off

Baby shake that ass, I know all you know is turn up

Roll a wood and burn up, granny pick my churn up

She like casamigos with no chasers, she ain't nervous

Anywhere she go, she keep like three shots in her turban

Ladies, this your chance, let me see you dance

What your momma gave you, baby do it with no hands

Act like you don't want, but you really need a can

Shake your money maker, baby do it with no pants

Tell the DJ run it back, we ain't squashin' shit it's dead

If you ain't gettin' money, get the F around me, I ain't Zack

They addicted, I'm like crack, turn your tape off, that's a wrap

We been hungry at the bottom, now your hoe think I'm a snack

All we know is tit for tat, send a shot, I send one back

Eyes wide when they see me, yeah they know Manny the Mac

T-t-tell them boy good luck, if they think they gettin' past me

Better ask around, it's Lil Manny from West Ashely

Now who, who, who, who, who said that they want it with me

Foot on they head, bitch will get read, said what I said, you don't wanna compete

Now you, you, you, you, you, all of y'all boy will get eat

Pass me the bread, everything dead, put it em to bed, ain't none of dis sweet

Anyway, we just came back from an island, ( shot, shot shots) hell yeah, we was wildin

Out in California, rooftop we vibing, styling, dialing

Now we back to gettin' that guala, grind, grind, grind like it's no tomorrow

Fresh as fuck we poppin' them collars, throwin' them dollars, bad chicks holla

Ladies, here's your chance, let me see you dance

Gone and bend it over, let me see it with no hands

Better grab ya nigga before we put him in a trance

He know he like it like it when we hit that Megan stance

Tell the DJ run it back, we ain't squashin' shit it's dead

If you ain't gettin' money, get the F around me, I ain't Zack

They addicted, I'm like crack, turn your tape off, that's a wrap

We been hungry at the bottom, now your hoe think I'm a snack

All we know is tit for tat, send a shot, I send one back

Eyes wide when they see me, yeah they know Manny the Mac

T-t-tell them boy good luck, if they think they gettin' past me

Better ask around, it's Lil Manny from West Ashely