Quagen Lyrics

You ain't gone slide when it's time too

These folks don't know what I been through

I really slide like a drive through

I'm doing the race Ian going to the feds

Smoking that za it go straight to your head

Smoking that za it go straight to your head

Lord knows if I catch him in traffic he dead

Lord knows if I catch him in traffic he dead

Go ask who run they city

Them niggas mad we winning

I'm lying this the beginning

Mane run that back Ian finish

He ran this chopper flipped him

Long live my fucking nigga

Don't speak on that you tripping

I really run with killers

No act that shit just in us

Can't trust a soul not friendly

Why niggas hate on niggas (why)

I just don't fucking get it

A killing after killing

Say a prayer for my city

These folks ain't really with me

That's why they plot and envy

You ain't gone slide when it's time too

These folks don't know what I been through

I really slide like a drive through

I'm Doing the race Ian going to the feds

Smoking that za it go straight to your head

Lord knows if I catch him in traffic he dead

You ain't gone slide when it's time too

These folks don't know what I been through

I really slide like a drive through

Im Doing the race Ian going to the feds

Smoking that za it go straight to your head

Lord knows if I catch him in traffic he dead

I'm from a place

Where we gotta go get it

You don't know that feeling

When rats run through your ceiling (na)

Who the fuck y'all niggas think y'all tipping

KO his ass he slipping

Door dash to get his address

Then we sent his ass a message

No threats he took his last breath

I feel them niggas hating

Why Im just paper chasing

And we don't do no faking

I bet you can't relate (yeah)

Can't fuck with them they snaking

I pray one day we make it

Fast forward now look we made it

(Yeah)

You ain't gone slide when it's time too

These folks don't know what I been through

I really slide like a drive through

I'm doing the race Ian going to the feds

Smoking that za it go straight to your head

Smoking that za it go straight to your head

Lord knows if I catch him in traffic he dead

Lord knows if I catch him in traffic he dead