Lyrical Breakdown of Slider - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
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(Any last words?)
Lil Top
(D-Roc)
Look
Nigga, this a slider, and this bitch I got, she's a model (she's a model, nigga)
When you see Top, say, "Dada"
Hol' on, draw the Glock, pop shit, I got 'em (who that is baby boy? Boy, who that is?)
Hol' on, I got 'em, got 'em
Watch me work the bitch, chef AI, I serve shit (yeah, yeah)
I be murkin' shit, and I know you heard this (yeah, yeah)
Lurkin' with the clique, .30 spit and swerve shit
They wan' knock me off, I keep a Glock, so I'm not worried
Two dollars for a bottle, this bitch I'm with, she thugged out, but she a model
I know these hoes gon' chase me out, don't go to malls, girl
They run they mouth, they talkin' loud, that chopper louder (brrt, brrt)
Soon as it's up, them shots let off
Nigga, this a slider (yeah, yeah), and this bitch I got, she's a model (okay)
When you see Top, say, "Dada" (say, "Dada," nigga)
Hol' on, draw the Glock, pop shit, I got 'em
Hol' on, I got 'em, got 'em
Dead bitch, haha
Pussy bitch, die, die (okay)
Mm, bitch
Bitch, die, bitch, die (yeah)
Know I'ma slide, make 'em cry, bullets flyin' around they side
Boom, bitch, boom, Herm drive, nigga, don't crash the ride
My lil' bitch a model, I be tryna dig all in her sides, uh
This a bottle, nigga, drink it, start to wildin', nigga
Boom, that's that chopper, nigga, thought you had a problem, nigga
Bitch, don't say Kentrell, see me, say, "The Dada," nigga
Swervin' in this motherfucker
I'm gon' get ten years if they catch me with this dirty cutter, gon' keep that stick still
YB a dirty motherfucker (fuck, yeah), he got 'bout nine kids (know it)
They know with that shit, I is, bitch, yeah, bitch, yeah
Pop a pill, uh, roll until he dead, oh, yeah (baow, baow, bitch)
Leave 'em dead, talk that shit, he lay in his bed (ayy), goddamn
Seen lil' shawty and she bad than what they said, mhm (Bad then what they said)
"That's who killed 'em?" When they see us, they say, "Yeah, that's them"
We got dirty sticks and pounds, they steady jumpin' out the gym (boom)
See the bitch, zip his ass, then get happy, I'm him (brrt, baow)
Who them boys don't like? They know that I'm quick to shoot at them (baow)
See me out on site, covered down in diamonds with BM
Nigga, this a slider (yeah, yeah), and this bitch I got, she's a model (she's a model, nigga)
When you see Top, say, "Dada" (yeah, yeah)
Hol' on, draw the Glock, pop shit, I got 'em (got 'em, nigga)
Hol' on, I got 'em, got 'em
This a slider (yeah, yeah), and this bitch I got, she's a model (okay)
When you see Top, say, "Dada" (Don Dada, nigga)
Hol' on, draw the Glock, pop shit, I got 'em (I got 'em)
Hol' on, I got 'em, got 'em
(Uh, uh, uh, uh)