Nigga trying to slide thru f*ck around and hide you
That gangsta shit we ride to that shit that we get high to
I'm loaded like a bitch I can't control it in this bitch
Get you folded in this bitch that iron I tote it in this bitch
Ain't got no motherf*cking chill talking reckless get cha killed
Catch me rolling off a pill chasing hundred dollar bills
In that field shit is real it ain't a game partner
The reason why I ball and chill it ain't the same partner
It ain't the same
Seventeen up in the clip one up in the f*cking chamber
Once I slide it in and slide it out that's when yo life in danger
Keep a banger on my hip I up this bitch yo heart'll skip
Try to run off at the lip I'll sank you like a f*cking ship
Now let me take you on a trip across that f*cking Bogue Chitto
Get full of that dope and it ain't shit for me to smoke a nigga
Hope a nigga play with me I'm thuggin mama pray for me
Knowing it ain't safe for me but still I'm out chea faithfully
I found a legal way for me to get to the bag
Younger niggas in they twenties riding round in a Jag
I don't get mad cause I'm doing bad stuck in them trenches
My coach gon put me in the game I ain't warming no benches bitch
Nigga trying to slide thru yeah yeah nigga trying to slide thru nigga trying to slide thru
Nigga trying to slide thru f*ck around and hide you
Nigga trying to slide thru f*ck around and hide you
Nigga trying to slide thru f*ck around and hide you
That gangsta shit we ride to that shit that we get high to
I'm loaded like a bitch I can't control it in this bitch
Get you folded in this bitch that iron I tote it in this bitch
Ain't got no motherf*cking chill talking reckless get cha killed
Catch me rolling off a pill chasing hundred dollar bills
In that field shit is real it ain't a game partner
The reason why I ball and chill it ain't the same partner
It ain't the same
Saint Kneek - Slide Thru Lyrics
Saint Kneek - Slide Thru Lyrics
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Nigga trying to slide thru f*ck around and hide you
That gangsta shit we ride to that shit that we get high to
I'm loaded like a bitch I can't control it in this bitch
Get you folded in this bitch that iron I tote it in this bitch
Ain't got no motherf*cking chill talking reckless get cha killed
Catch me rolling off a pill chasing hundred dollar bills
In that field shit is real it ain't a game partner
The reason why I ball and chill it ain't the same partner
It ain't the same
Seventeen up in the clip one up in the f*cking chamber
Once I slide it in and slide it out that's when yo life in danger
Keep a banger on my hip I up this bitch yo heart'll skip
Try to run off at the lip I'll sank you like a f*cking ship
Now let me take you on a trip across that f*cking Bogue Chitto
Get full of that dope and it ain't shit for me to smoke a nigga
Hope a nigga play with me I'm thuggin mama pray for me
Knowing it ain't safe for me but still I'm out chea faithfully
I found a legal way for me to get to the bag
Younger niggas in they twenties riding round in a Jag
I don't get mad cause I'm doing bad stuck in them trenches
My coach gon put me in the game I ain't warming no benches bitch
Nigga trying to slide thru yeah yeah nigga trying to slide thru nigga trying to slide thru
Nigga trying to slide thru f*ck around and hide you
Nigga trying to slide thru f*ck around and hide you
Nigga trying to slide thru f*ck around and hide you
That gangsta shit we ride to that shit that we get high to
I'm loaded like a bitch I can't control it in this bitch
Get you folded in this bitch that iron I tote it in this bitch
Ain't got no motherf*cking chill talking reckless get cha killed
Catch me rolling off a pill chasing hundred dollar bills
In that field shit is real it ain't a game partner
The reason why I ball and chill it ain't the same partner
It ain't the same
That gangsta shit we ride to that shit that we get high to
I'm loaded like a bitch I can't control it in this bitch
Get you folded in this bitch that iron I tote it in this bitch
Ain't got no motherf*cking chill talking reckless get cha killed
Catch me rolling off a pill chasing hundred dollar bills
In that field shit is real it ain't a game partner
The reason why I ball and chill it ain't the same partner
It ain't the same
Seventeen up in the clip one up in the f*cking chamber
Once I slide it in and slide it out that's when yo life in danger
Keep a banger on my hip I up this bitch yo heart'll skip
Try to run off at the lip I'll sank you like a f*cking ship
Now let me take you on a trip across that f*cking Bogue Chitto
Get full of that dope and it ain't shit for me to smoke a nigga
Hope a nigga play with me I'm thuggin mama pray for me
Knowing it ain't safe for me but still I'm out chea faithfully
I found a legal way for me to get to the bag
Younger niggas in they twenties riding round in a Jag
I don't get mad cause I'm doing bad stuck in them trenches
My coach gon put me in the game I ain't warming no benches bitch
Nigga trying to slide thru yeah yeah nigga trying to slide thru nigga trying to slide thru
Nigga trying to slide thru f*ck around and hide you
Nigga trying to slide thru f*ck around and hide you
Nigga trying to slide thru f*ck around and hide you
That gangsta shit we ride to that shit that we get high to
I'm loaded like a bitch I can't control it in this bitch
Get you folded in this bitch that iron I tote it in this bitch
Ain't got no motherf*cking chill talking reckless get cha killed
Catch me rolling off a pill chasing hundred dollar bills
In that field shit is real it ain't a game partner
The reason why I ball and chill it ain't the same partner
It ain't the same
Writer: Dominic Wilson
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid