Sliders [Feat. Flatbush Zombies, Col3trane]

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Don't hesitate if you're slidin'
 Please don't hesitate if you're slidin'
 If you catch me slippin', and you got me
 You better headshot me like it's your only option
 Even pussy niggas got choppers, stop it
 Die with my motherfuckin' pride like my papa
 Four-five on both sides, I was raised in the '90s
 Money on the table, at least a hunnid thousand
 16 hours, countin' all damn day
 Swear this shit could get monotonous
 I promise, I'm fuckin' gorgeous, chrome heartless
 Loyal to the soil unless you cross me
 Bitch, she say I'm toxic, but I don't know
 Maybe she's right 'cause when I scorched her, I made her melt
 Ever see a badmon in vintage Chanel?
 Ever seen a dead man in designer?
 Uh, don't hesitate if you're slidin'
 Please, don't hesitate if you're slidin'
 She an expert in late night drivin'
 Always on timin', always on diamonds (whoa)
 Yeah, baby caught another body (whoa)
 Got another dead man in designer (whoa)
 Uh, baby caught another body (whoa)
 Got another dead man in designer (whoa, whoa, whoa)
 Whoa, whoa
 Whoa, whoa, whoa
 Whoa, whoa
 Whoa, whoa, whoa
 Whoa, whoa
 Whoa, whoa, whoa
 Whoa, whoa
 Whoa, whoa
 I been California thuggin', fuckin' bitches on my 'Pac shit
 On the West Side slidin' with the hottest thing that I done seen, like honestly
 Let me introduce you to the finer things
 Got you laid out in the mornin', Prada, the whole thing
 Skims, got the Chanel bag, Bottega matchin' and we stay high
 Stay fly, fuck what they jackin'
 And if you slide up on the biscuit, I might turn this to a red rum
 She my Bonnie, hide the body, talkin' 'bout a real one
 Girl, I know you bluffin' (yeah)
 Have that Fenty crop top show your bellybutton (how?)
 She gon' slide, I don't duck her, we can change the subject (why?)
 If you thought a nigga beefin', it was really nothin'
 But my favorite thing to do is to play the scene (play the scene)
 And because the money blue, the Bottega green ('Tega green)
 And so how it feel a nigga who give everything (everything)
 I would truly put this moment over everything (everything)
 Designer broaches
 Never let a shawty play with my emotions (no)
 I'm off a high dosage, she dip into the ocean (no, woo)
 First time I hit, I heard her yellin' out, "Oh shit!"
 Had to cash it out, then I went and got some more shit (woo)
 I posted, and this money put this shit in motion (yeah)
 Had me ghostin', I had to keep you open (why?)
 I wanna say it's true, but I don't fit (mm-hmm)
 Off the 1942, and I'm so lit (damn)
 Uh, don't hesitate if you're slidin'
 Please, don't hesitate if you're slidin'
 She an expert in late night drivin'
 Always on timin', always on diamonds (whoa)
 Yeah, baby caught another body (whoa)
 Got another dead man in designer (whoa)
 Uh, baby caught another body (whoa)
 Got another dead man in designer (whoa, whoa)
 

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Duration
02:24
Key
2
Tempo
112 BPM

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