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Slide (Remix) - FBG Duck/21 Savage (21·萨维奇)

Written by：Carlton Weekly/Manuel "Manny" Smart/Shayaa Joseph

Producer：Lil Riico Beatz

FBG Duck：

Ay Ewell I don't want no autotune

Yeah you know lately

F**k all that sh*t

We been on a whole 'lot of gang sh*t you know never lane switch

That's how I'm comin'

Gang gang since potty train all that sh*t

Oh this how you comin' too

Naw for real

This a real n**ga party you cannot get in in

Bussin' out the mid mid foenem off the Xans Xans

I can't shake your hand hand no I'm not your friend friend

I don't f**k with rappers nah no I'm not a fan fan d**n d**n

N**gas really shoot no accident for real

I can't make this sh*t up I cannot pretend d**n d**n

And I heard you know who shot ya mans for real

You ain't tryna slide so don't be actin' like you is pussy

'Cause if you gon' slide pussy n**ga then slide then yeah

Let me see some f**kin' shots fired then rrah rrah rrah

Make me shoot that crib up you hidin' in

Don't wanna hear them loud sounds then be quiet then

You don't wanna hear that frrtp then shhh

'Fore I sneak up on you with that pew pew pew pew pew pew ugh

Ridin' with that wish a n**ga would uh

This right here'll turn a n**ga name to a hood

Bumped into a b**ch I knew in high school

Look been tried to f**k you b**ch you past due

Remember you was dissin' in the classroom

Now you tryna top me in the bathroom

You wasn't out here with the gang b**ch you lyin'

You wasn't duckin from the 12 totin' the iron

I can't trust you b**ch if you not one of mine

We don't need no new n**gas yeah b**ch we fine

This a real n**ga party you cannot get in in

Bussin' out the mid mid foenem off the Xans Xans

I can't shake your hand hand no I'm not your friend friend

I don't f**k with rappers nah no I'm not a fan fan d**n d**n

N**gas really shoot no accident for real

I can't make this sh*t up I cannot pretend d**n d**n

And I heard you know who shot ya mans for real

You ain't tryna slide so don't be actin' like you is pussy

'Cause if you gon' slide pussy n**ga then slide then

Let me see some f**kin' shots fired then rrah rrah rrah

Make me shoot that crib up you hidin' in

Don't wanna hear them loud sounds then be quiet then

Savage：

Let me see you slide straight up

Sixth grade on my kids I had a deuce fire on god

Slaughter Gang rep that dagger don't get crucified on god

Glock 33 with the 30 hangin' out I swear my trigger finger itchin'

After the candle light we pushin' up shoot the funeral up

You think cause you went and tatted your face that sh*t make you tough

Saiga 12 and I fill it with slugs thotty got hit with a bust

This b**ch trippin' tryna face time I'm tryna catch me a nut

Roll the window down stick the choppers out

F**k a diss song n**ga let's shoot it out

Lace my boots up put the coupes up