Clyde Carson
Slidin
[Verse 1]
(Yeah, I)
Finna give my saucier some new [?]
Turned up of that juice, like I'm sunny, bro
Topped-down on that stain, when it's sunny, though
We'll be talkin' 'bout it, but it ain't 'bout the money, though
We used to fight, put on gloves and the [?] would begin
Hit the ways and go some rounds, just to see where it hints
That's the reason why that n***a murda turned up
I catch any bae, you wanna get on first stop?
Look, [?] but the first got away
I gave it to PA, when I caught my first case
I felt like a boss when I bought my first place
I felt like a mack when I got my first Mercedes
Posers on the suburban, I'm standin' on the roof
Sideshowin' a East, some haters caught on foot
Bitch, go get a bag, then come home and cook
Wood over her wrap and all this is Kush

[Chorus]
(Slidin') Sippin' mixed liquor with your bitch, homie
(Slidin') Switchin' lanes, she tryna put her lips on me
(Slidin') I got [?], packed-up in my [?], homie
(Slidin') She was opposite, you like the trip, homie
(Slidin') I'mma be that n***a, please don’t be salty
(Slidin') Got you lookin' crazy when you speak on me
(Slidin') Be smarter n***a, tryna reach on me
(Slidin') Dog ass n***a, ain’t no leech on me

[Verse 2]
She's a chooser, I'm a user
That ain't my boo thang, no that shit's my booster
Red-white dice fallin' on the pool table
It's been Hennessy for breakfast and a Dosa
(Slidin') All of you of n***as for the [?], yeah
(Slidin') Double-back bitch n***a got a semi [?]
(Slidin') Step-in in some steppers, it's designer
(Slidin') Got a brand new bitch, and she the finest
Ran about the house but what was I lookin' for, then I found it
[?] my pinkie is [?], weakest n***a be the loudest
Play to much, yo n***a childish, bunch of mind games
Got a pie up on the counter, bunch of high grapes
Deal with Ferguson, a room and my uncles
Drivin' for a week, hit the road when we talkin'
How much do we own? Show-money, just for walkin'
Highway, cross another state, we ain't [?] yet
[Chorus]
(Slidin') Sippin' mixed liquor with your bitch, homie
(Slidin') Switchin' lanes, she tryna put her lips on me
(Slidin') I got [?], packed-up in my [?], homie
(Slidin') She was opposite, you like the trip, homie
(Slidin') I'mma be that n***a, please don’t be salty
(Slidin') Got you lookin' crazy when you speak on me
(Slidin') Be smarter n***a, tryna reach on me
(Slidin') Dog ass n***a, ain’t no leech on me