Slidin [ChopNotSlop Remix]

It's the big stepper stepper

4L repper repper

Hit him with a twenty-piece

Ranch lemon pepper pepper

Black air force 1s dancing with the devil

If young metro don't trust you

I'm gon' shoot 21 21 21

His wifey trouble thot was finna cut her

I pulled out a rubber

Opps tried to slide on my brother

Had to up that cutter

When it's smoke we huddle

So many shots d**n near shot each other

AR st-st-stutter draco brown

Look like peanut butter

Don't play tic-tac-toe or tit-for-tat

N***a this ain't that 21

He was talking gangster on

Them tracks 'til I got him whacked

Glizzy with the switch and it go splat

Ain't no ducking that

Y'all be smoking make-believe opps

We be smoking facts

We be smoking gang after gang

Cock it back and bang

21 4L that's what I claim

Let your nuts hang

We don't shoot at houses

We hit brains y'all lil' n***as lame

21 4L that's what I claim

Let your nuts hang

We don't shoot at houses

We hit brains y'all lil' n***as lame

21 4L that's what I claim

Let your nuts hang

We don't shoot at houses

We hit brains y'all lil' n***as lame

Fell in love with them chopper sounds

Waka flocka flame

Slidin'

Lookin' for the opps they been hidin'

I grew up 'round drugs sex and violence

We turnt off they street we heard sirens

Since a juvenile I been wildin'

Chrome heart jeans got me stylin'

Said he wanted smoke now he joggin'

While you was in college I was robbin'

Trust you

Everybody run to they car 21

You ain't gon' make it that far 21

Walk down with an ar straight up

We keep s**t in the street on God

They gon' put it on the bar on God

Y'all n***as talking on pillows

All my glocks got dildos 21

Take your bank like cee-lo 21

Draco bite mosquito 21

Y'all n***as corny frito p***y

Kel-tec hot it shoot cheeto p***y

Y'all be talking that rah-rah p***y

You ain't finna rob-rob me though p***y

He went against me he gone

Step on him I put my feet on him 21

I just made an opp do the running man running man

Keep an keep an FN in my cullinan cullinan

Still ain't met a b***h that I'd cuff again 2121

Still ain't met a b***h that I'd kiss on God

He was talking crazy he got blick straight up

Savage keep a token John wick John wick

Shoot him

Shoot him in the back like he rick ricky

Playing freeze tag n***as it sticky

Slidin'

Lookin' for the opps they been hidin'

I grew up 'round drugs sex and violence

We turnt off they street we heard sirens

Since a juvenile I been wildin'

Chrome heart jeans got me stylin'

Said he

Said he wanted smoke now he joggin'

While you

While you was in college I was robbin'

If young metro don't trust you I'm gon' shoot you