Ambitionz of a SLYDA Lyrics

I can't deny it, I'm a straight slyda,(umhmm)

You don't want spin on me (ahuh)

Now what the fuck did you expect? I make that slydin nigga music

Uncircumcised the gat that pull it back, just to use it

That pop up like a dog and out the blue, leave em clueless

That test the waters, is he really livin'? Or he useless?

My brother's leavin' footprints on everything, that's on everything

Up for spinnin', then we comin' back, that's that boomerang

Up the sco, and skrrt'n in a Scat, packin' everything (skrrt, skrrt)

Fuck his hoe and skeeted on her back, let that condom hang

Bitches spot my bread and get to wonder like a pilgrim

New Orleans nigga to the west, I feel like Tookie Williams

My young bull keep that power tool, in case he gotta drill sum

Pulled up, now he sayin' he ain't gangsta, Terrence Williams

Tchouppa City Baby, got the hood goin' ape shit

Niggas false claimin' like they cool, hate that fake shit

Niggas left his potna, cold blooded, that's that snake shit

Left a nigga lookin' for the help, how he ate shit, tuh

Look, I ain't shit, I'm petty and impatient

Tweakin' and I'm pacin', I'll turn him to a patient

My city built on top of grave and you'll be dead on top of that

My niggas shoot to kill, you in the field, we take you out of that

Grievin' over blood that's spilled, I know you want your potna back

Got them painkills, it's fentanyl, I told him Percocets

Nigga, how you feel for real? Don't give a fuck bout none of that

Gang full of pussies and you niggas not the Thunder Cats

Hit that inbox, sent your last bitch a message

Just to play ya ex box and I ain't talkin' PlayStation

Bust her up for the drop, spinnin' with that Smith & Wesson

Dead ops everywhere, bots in the comment section

Rat ass niggas, favorite hero, probably Robocop

Square-ass niggas, steppin' on 'em, playin' hopscotch

Bear arms, nigga, leave him smokey like a forest fire

Red dots on him, got him lookin' like it's monkey pox

Keep that stick beside me like I'm blind with a cane (ahuh)

And once this mask off, it's gettin' uglier than Kane (yeah)

Have that yoppa rainin' on him, dancin for Lil' Saint

All face shots, who dat? Chantin' for the Saints (who dat)

Demon mode, bitch, I'm sendin' niggas with a halo (ahuh)

Fuck a Draco, I want them guns off of Halo (yeah)

I'm on a payroll, Cashapp the link in the bio

My yop stick beside me like that bitch off Steve Wilkos (ahuh)

Marchin' on a nigga like he born in February (yeah)

My settemup's be lookin' just as good as Halle Berry (yeah)

Ain't no sunshine when I'm gone, bitch, you gettin' buried

Get you picked off with that scope, I just sent a Hail Mary

Who that want that smoke from Gudda? Out that 13th (VL)

Shoutout to my nigga Kutta, gotta free B.G.

And I ain't talkin' no new beef, may he rest in peace

Caught him lackin, swipe him out his food like a EBT

I be M.I.A., and I ain't even talkin' Florida, probably jocin

Liking bitches' pictures, stayin' up in Georgia

Drop his body by the levees, he can't hold no water (nope)

Catch that slaughter, shots leave his dreads weak Dwayne Carter (Wayne)

Uptown we been that, (yeah)

Nigga, we gon' stay that (yeah)

If you only tourin' St. Charles, then bitch, say that

Nigga, fuck your get-back, I ain't with the chit-chat

Hollows be the truth, G-Lock speakin' all facts

Another win, y'all lost, sorry for y'all losses

A quick pick, now he's scratched off, power balled him

Sticks singin', I'm summer walkin', you niggas fallin'

Let's hit a lick, grab a blick, Walmart now a target

Hit sis from the back ain't hit her back, it's how I dawged her

A stack on top of racks, another day up in the office (ahuh)

I got my niggas on go, get to steppin' like I'm Martin (yeah)

Holdin' somethin' like a pogo, make it jump man like some Jordan's

Child watchin' Coco Melon, fuck your mama's shark then

Play shoot around his Polo logo

Just from all that horsin', nigga