Slide Out ft. King Kam & Butter Lyrics

I thought that I just stumbled on a pot of gold

I think it's crazy that this love shit never gotten old

I went into the world, that world's forever cold

Grabbed myself a coat and walked further than the road ever took me

I'm lucky that they never pushed me

The last thing I want is to be known as is a pussy

What the fucks a man to do if he don't have jack to do?

Told bro I'd be back in two hours, gotta hit the stu

That's the type of shit that make me wanna make a million dollars

And I gotta do that shit 'cause my brothers some scholars

And I wasn't

I was in my class sleeping all the time

Writing raps in my mind

Remembered them just for another time

Love is something that has always been so hard to find

Blinded by the light

And my God will help me fight

And I just need a little bit of time to get it right

And my shorty, we gon' ride out

Yeah, we gon' slide out

Yeah, yeah

We gon' ride out

And my shorty, we gon vibe out

We gon' pull up, we gon' ride out

Yeah, yeah

How you wanna go about it?

Please let me know

'Cause shit been kinda getting to me, going through my head

We can either make up, or I can make smoke

Whatever it's gon' be, I just need to know the plan

Aye, aye, aye

I ain't got the time today

Money on my mind, I'ma get that shit out the way

Different day

Different play

Same ol' plan today

I'm about to get it, huh

Show me your hands today

Me and my niggas gon' ri-ri-ride

Me and my people gon' sli-I-ide

Bad little bitch tryna ri-ri-ride, yeah, yeah

Huh, I ain't got the ti-I-ime

Shit, all of 'em were mi-I-ine

Go 'head gang

And my shorty, we gon' ride out

Yeah, we gon' slide out

Yeah, yeah

We gon' ride out

And my shorty, we gon vibe out

We gon' pull up, we gon' ride out

Yeah, yeah

And my shorty we gon' ride out

Do you wanna come?

Do you wanna go?

Tell me yes or no, we gon' ride out

You wanna come with us

You can't come with us

You can't bang with us

You ain't gang enough

Digging in your pockets

And I'm blasting off, like in Houston, like a rocket

Uh

See the movement, cannot stop it

'Cause we getting to it, get into it, hop in

Hop in like a bunny, but ain't nothing funny

Uh

Drop the top 'cause it's sunny

I gotta pray to God I ain't going the wrong way

Worked so hard, I came a long way

And I really mean it

Aye, aye, aye

I can't come with you

Don't know what you doing with my heart

Every time that I come through you come and break it all apart

What am I saying?

Young King Kam getting money, getting the guap

Finna fly to ATL, gotta focus up

Finna go to school, niggas wanna think I'm a fool, but I'm really not

Remember nights we was sleeping on a cot

And now it's lamb chops

Lobster fresh up off the dock

Ah

Knowing how to do it

Tuned into the realest music

I am

And my shorty, we gon' ride out

Yeah, we gon' slide out

Yeah, yeah

We gon' ride out

And my shorty, we gon vibe out

We gon' pull up, we gon' ride out

Yeah, yeah

Pick it up

Put that shit down

Gotta pick it up

Put that shit down

Gotta pick your ass up

Put that shit down

Gotta pick your ass up and I put that shit down, woah

Woah, woah, woah

Woah

Woah, woah, woah

Gotta pick it up

Put that shit down, oh