Slippery/Channel Drive ft. 9xne Lyrics

Yeah

Mmmmm-hm

Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!

Back in my city, I'm ready for 'em

That ain't my killy, I barely know him

Pack up the Fiddy, let's get it pourin'

Call up the soldiers from 'round the way, tell 'em stack up the bitties, let's get it goin'

Don't hit me up, I'm already gone

But if niggas wanna start I got killers on the mark, swear my niggasdem ready to

Sliiiii-ide

Sliiiii-ide

Sliiiii-ide

Sliiiii-ide

My niggasdem pull up and sliiiii-ide

Sliiiii-ide

Sliiiii-ide

Fuck around if you want, to

Pull up on us if you tryna confirm

If you live, then you learn

If you die, then it was really your turn (oh-kay!)

You could take that fire or you could hold that fire, either way a nigga lettin' it burn, aye!

So grip that firm, aye!

Henny to handle the nerves, and gas to fuel the urge, aye!

I been had family across the fence

Crossed me once, I take offence (I'm)

Not the type to make amends (I)

Family ties and rubberbands (mmm) - two things fuckin' up a lot of my plans

I don't really want smoke 'cause the gun won't jam (Bah! Bah!)

So if y'all wan' dance, then y'all gon' dance, since y'all want chances

I like my tings high like fashion (what?)

High like standards (woah)

I like standards (mmm)

Don't hit me up talkin' backwards (nah)

I don't wanna ask who whatsitface was (nah!)

I don't really care, it ain't on my paystub (psht)

Y'all go live to assume and say stuff, aye (woah)

Meanwhile shawty caked up, the only reason why we link up

The only

I used to call her the homie, aye

That shit pretty ironic, 'cause, she used to call you the homie (heeee-heee)

Gang ran through your ol' girl, I'm sorry (I'm sorry, I'm sorry)

But enough of that

When we double back

"Fye! Fye! Fye!" - we got another pack (fye, fye, fye)

"Cut, cut, cut" - we got a hunnid back (hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid)

Shit like we sellin' crack

Back in my city, I'm ready for 'em

That ain't my killy, I barely know him

Pack up the Fiddy, let's get it pourin'

Call up the soldiers from 'round the way, tell 'em stack up the bitties, let's get it goin'

Don't hit me up, I'm already gone

But if niggas wanna start I got killers on the mark, swear my niggasdem ready to

Sliiiii-ide

Sliiiii-ide

Sliiiii-ide

Sliiiii-ide

My niggasdem pull up and sliiiii-ide

Sliiiii-ide

Sliiiii-ide

Fuck around if you want, to

All-All-All my niggas gon' (shliiiiide)

All my niggas gon' (ride, ride, ride)

All our triggers gon' (fiiiiire)

All yo' niggas gon' (die, die, die)

All yo' killers on(line, line, line)

All my bitches on (dime, dime, dime)

Insert dick in her (spiiiiine)

Now she singin' like (naaa-naaa-na)

Call up-

Call up the C15s, take away five

Shit might get live

Tell 'em, to meet me, at 3:15

Niggas outside, bring the whole shquad

Grrr!

Hand it over, I ain't even involved (nope)

Next day 12 hit up my line, I'm like "sorry, sergeant, I ain't even recall" (nope)

Slip a clip, now he don't even recall (nope) - that's Zim!

Walk through the shpotty, shawty point "that's him!"

Take ya' faction, turn it to a fraction

Kazzy in the spot, we can get it crackin'

What the fuck is ha'nnin! (mmmwhat the fuck is ha'nnin!)

I, been had kinfolk a-cross the ocean (hee)

Cross the zang, we, cause commotion (heeheehee)

Wet him up like...os'mosis

(I'm) thought provokin'

(She) brought the Trojans

(Girl) toss the lotion

Mxm, she don't even need it

She don't need a reason

Where you wanna fly to? She gon' need a region

Who you gettin' loud to? You might wanna leave it

I'm like 35 deep at all times

You can get clocked with the hands on my watch - zodie-act/Zodiac hard, I'ma give 'em that sign

Caveman Gang, zodies came with that fire (fye, fye, fye, fye)

My niggas gon'

Sliiiii-ide

Sliiiii-ide

Sliiiii-ide

Sliiiii-ide

My niggasdem pull up and sliiiii-ide

Sliiiii-ide

Sliiiii-ide

Fuck around if you want, to

Yeah

Mmmmm-hm

Mmmmm-hm-hm

One-two, one-two, one-two, one-two

Yeah

H'riiiiight? H'right

Walk with me now

Me and my all my niggas, we from Channel Drive

Twenty sixty third, that's the standardised

We done grew together, we done seen it all

Ain't a situation that they can't advise

Three am and I can hear the battle cries

Was never fed the truth so I can handle lies

We do not react when niggas do me wrong

We gon' rendezvous before we strategise

Feel like Twxyn and George the way I handle mines

Don't need no reaction just to catalyze

Larry with my binnis, I'm explosive - I'm focused, I know that I blow up if I just stand on mines

Never thought I'd see the day we grow apart

You is not the same behind the camera (yup)

You's a different guy (yup)

You forget your tribe (yup)

You be switchin' sides (yup)

Now I get the vibe (yup, yup)

We can't interact if you can't pick a side (yup)

That's a Major Key (yup)

Bet'not play with me (yup, yup)

I'm the alpha and omega, that's from A to Z (grrr!)

You get lit for what your homie chose to say to me (grrr, grrr!)

We not makin' up, this ain't no Maybelline

I was turnin' 'leven bumpin' Soulja Boy (yooouuu!)

Up in junior high reppin' Collipark (yooouuu!)

Nowadays it's OVO and KOD

Blastin' K. Lamar like it was Mardi Gras (Mardi Gras)

Twxyn used to drive me 'round the city streets (real niggas)

Up in José crib crackin' jokie jokes (hardy-har)

CJ played my songs when they was vocal notes (real niggas)

Now we on the radio like okie-doke (shoutout CaraTeque)

We ain't finished yet, it's still a lot to do ("job's not finished")

Philly hit me up, like "Zay, you him for real, ain't nobody stoppin' you from stoppin' you"

(Whatup, VR4T!)

Me and my all my niggas, we from Channel Drive

Twenty sixty third, that's the standardised (dun-dun-dun)

We done grew together, we done seen it all (dun-dun-dun)

Ain't a situation that they can't advise (du-dun-dun-dun)

3am and I can hear the battle cries (dun-dun-dun)

Was never fed the truth so I can handle lies (du-dun-dun-dun)

We do not react when niggas do me wrong (dun-dun-dun)

We gon' rendezvous before we strategise (du-dun-dun-dun)

Niggas reachin' out like "Zay, I need a verse"

Send 'em back the steeems almost right away

Then they fabricate like they can't wait to drop

Wonder why it never see the light of day (hmmm)

Sha, niggas really scared, it's some bitches in this rap shit

We know what you said, niggas snitches in this rap shit

Fuckin' with them squares, niggas fishes in this rap shit

Lips between your legs, do some dishes in this rap shit

Try me if you dare, might get vicious in this rap shit

Niggas think we fear/fair, it's malicious in my faction

Militias in my faction, some Pushas in my faction

C-** bodies turn yo' zodies to a caption

Those Around Me Tape prolly comin' soon

Sorry for the wait, it's really not my fault

Had a situation with my Zodie, Fuse

Soured the relations, we don't even talk (damn)

We don't even call (damn)

I cannot recall (damn).when the last time I even checked on brodie's heart (damn)

Still can't put the pride aside, I'm really ton involved (damn)

'Cause I poured my heart and soul into that project (damn right!)

So we gon' make it drop no matter how it get (damn right!)

I can't ever treat it like a sidestep, word to Dan Carter (facts)

I'm a damn artist (facts)

Tryna leave a legacy for my granddaughter

Fuck it, I might be to masculine to 'pologise

But I don't know it all, I'm only twenty six ("barely!")

Still a lot to learn in this game of life

So I'ma keep on sippin' on this Glenny mix (with the appletiser!)

All these nominations got me crazy hot (appletiser!)

How it took this long to get my flowers paid? (Daylyt: "HOW?")

But I never did this shit for lazy props

So this right here for Nova, Mukudzei and Lady K

Me and my all my niggas, we from Channel Drive

Kazzy Peter Griffin with the family guys

Plot to take me out, they romanticise

Mxm, we gon' set the targets when we analyse

Me and my all my niggas, we from Channel Drive

Yeah

Me and my all my niggas, we from Channel Drive

Right