Slidin Lyrics

Pull up in a trackhawk on, slidin' Crash the trackhawk and I ain't sorry for

that Ain't sorry for the after I crashed the trackhawk Crash the car, crash the car

Don't know, don't know Don't know, don't know

Don't know if it's good for me Don't know if it's bad for me

I just pull up in a monster truck Go like 200

Then I crash that shit, then I crash that Go like 200 and I crash it

Pull up on the block and I pull it Grab them all, have it all and I pull it

Grab the gun, pull the trigger On that lil' boy, on that lil' boy

Hit him in the head, with the glock 48, I don't even know, I don't even know

I don't even know Where that boy be at

Tryna find that lil' boy Tryna kill that lil' boy

Tryna kill that lil' boy, but I don't know Where he at lil' boy, you can spin up

I be pull up on the block with the headlock With the killers

With the killers, with the real ones