Slidin ft. K.D.H. Lyrics

Woah. I could do this all day. Play me a beat watch I go all day ok.

I can do this all day. Play me a beat watch I go all day

Roll up some weed, I can smoke all day

These niggas mad corn souflee

And this bitch keep on asking me shit that I just don't know all day like woah

I'm not a menace, I'm a repentist

She open wide - like I'm a dentist.

Maybe thats why she gets in her fillings (feelings).

It's bitter-sweet whenever I finish.

Awe. These bitches I don't get at all

I'm with her it's never soft

After we fuck she's gonna lick it all off

If you think we are the same, not at all out of luck

Ding ding goes my phone ok - she's finally down to fuck

I'mma do her while I'm on the run

Off the drink coconut rum

I crossfade it with some smoke

Not that long ago I turned 21

Bitch I'm young and fucking dumb

Fuck that shit bitch I still play smart

I do not act, but I play my part

Show me bikini I give her zuchini but then I'm a target so I gotta dart

I do not know what to do

I do not know what to say

I do not know how to think

I do not wanna decay

I might have to keep a K

World is evil no one's safe

Nobody. Nobody could copy

Only one me, one Dicey

None of these hoes could try me

I used to want that girl

But I just met her friend

Now I don't want that girl

I only want her friend

Yea, sing amazing Grace..

Bitch I am fly I'm touching the skies I don't need a plane

I'm from the city where niggas can barely make it out their teens

Glad I made it out, I'm not on parole my record is clean

Can't copy the style my swag is unique, y'all all look the same

She gave me her Snap, she ain't Snap me back, that bitch for the team

That bih for the team that bih for the team that bih for the team

The fuck do you mean?

I'm in her splein I'm in her splein I'm in her splein

My shit supreme. You cannot see you cannot see cannot see me. Like I'm John Cena.

And I got weed. But I don't sell, niggas be dweebs

That's what I see

Told that bitch get away from me

I'm botta make a way for me

Get the fuck off my phone your dry

Bitch, I do not slip I slide. I slide.

Unimpressed by the competition

I push past y'all follow limits.

Got the juice made-in-a-Minute

Its Popeye with the extra spinach

Anti-social so I distance

Run from my Vikings, Michael Bennett

No need to tag me bitch i been it

I out work them, make them gym it.

Workout. Train better, she open up her chest, I gain treasure

She tell her friends they wanna be testers?

They all get it like a chain letter

You plain sweater I'm a sweater vest

With a collared shit polo on the chest

With the straight kaki shoes extra fresh

All tucked in bet you can guess

With the glasses on. It's a hazard put the flashers on

Beast every track I savage on

So sick but never pass it on

It ain't contagious. You can't take this.

I took em off. They cant shake it.

High off work. Yea I'm faded.

Fall back. And still make it. Damn

That's a real fader

You don't get it, I'll explain later

You buy her clothes

I see her naked

The disrespect why you choose to take it?

The good Joe me so I'm on my Frazier

Better hope you saved by the bell Slater

Me and Paradise create new layers

(something) C.J Trailblazers

You niggas corn when you gonna pop

Yanis with the free throw you on the clock

They said tuned in so I watched

Niggas Ben Simmons with the shots

They don't do shit they scared to try

Using all the cheat codes just to die

Yelling you the truth, just to lie

You got baked while your mom made me pie

She call me up I'm slidin, slidin, slidin

Elevating I'm glidin, glidin, glidin, glidin, glidin

Stay working, got time in. Time in. Time in

Buckle for the hustle we stay grinding

When you about you business they minding. Swag.