Slide

Ow Polo G
On Bandsintown
(D-D-DJ FMCT)
(DJ Bandz, aw, man)

You runnin', ain't no fumblin'
Get hit with that switch to yo' stomach and now you can't stomach it
I took a 30, he had a [?] when they caught him, they said he was tumblin'
They tryna cover it, standin' over him, 40 shells sounds like it's thunderin'
Fuck all that brother shit (yeah), niggas be claimin' they wit' us, but we ain't wit' none of 'em
I heard a story about 'em, heard he be claimin' them bodies that ain't his, that's why we ain't worried about 'em
Foenem be lurkin' for niggas with names and money, them shorties ain't worried about 'em
I'm finna say sum, but I ain't finna trick myself
Brrah, gang
When he died he shitted

6ix9ine came to yo' block, how you worried 'bout him, you ain't ride for your niggas
Nigga ain't slide for his niggas, but he worried 'bout us and he all on Twitter
I ain't worried 'bout shit, just worried 'bout the jakes a little bit, bitch, I'm around my killers
Really tryna set me up with a thot, lil' bitch, bitch, I'm around my killers

You runnin', ain't no fumblin'
Get hit with that switch to yo' stomach and now you can't stomach it
I took a 30, he had a [?] when they caught him, they said he was tumblin'
They tryna cover it, standin' over him, 40 shells sounds like it's thunderin'
Fuck all that brother shit (yeah), niggas be claimin' they wit' us, but we ain't wit' none of 'em
I heard a story about 'em, heard he be claimin' them bodies that ain't his, that's why we ain't worried about 'em
Foenem be lurkin' for niggas with names and money, them shorties ain't worried about 'em
I'm finna say sum, but I ain't finna trick myself
Brrah, gang
When he died he shitted

Ayy, Durk, why would I play with these niggas?
If I ain't rappin', ain't got shit to say to these niggas?
Back in 2012, they were lookin' up to our city, man, Chicago created these niggas
Every savage 'round me straight from the sandbox
I ain't have to pay for these killers
Can't control my temper, get aggressive when I'm grippin' the Glock, I might end up facin' these niggas
Kept thinkin' 'bout his past, a newer ride
Off them pills, he been thinkin' 'bout suicide
Comin' from the slumps, where it's do-or-die
Your mentally only where you survive
Demons comin' ain't nowhere you can hide
Better pick up a gun when them troopers slide
Ooh, them hallows goin' through his spine
Is you wit' or what? Better pick a side (bitch)

You runnin', ain't no fumblin'
Get hit with that switch to yo' stomach and now you can't stomach it
I took a 30, he had a [?] when they caught him, they said he was tumblin'
They tryna cover it, standin' over him, 40 shells sounds like it's thunderin'
Fuck all that brother shit (yeah), niggas be claimin' they wit' us, but we ain't wit' none of 'em
I heard a story about 'em, heard he be claimin' them bodies that ain't his, that's why we ain't worried about 'em
Foenem be lurkin' for niggas with names and money, them shorties ain't worried about 'em
I'm finna say sum, but I ain't finna trick myself
Brrah
When he died he shitted