Slidin Round (feat. Trenxhgod Q, BG Hunna & Trenxhgod P)
TRENXHGOD
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Excellent, excellent, excellent Yo, okay, okay I'm Slidin' around, glidin' and I'm flyin Why you pussy ass niggas be high Yo, yo, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh I'm Slidin' around, glidin' and I'm flyin Yo, yo, yo, yo Why you bitch ass niggas be duckin' and dodgin' We was outside bitch, you know, havin' a them options Big booty bitch, why she stalkin' me Tryna talk to me, bitch, without the fee You gotta be stackin in fuckin' and stuffin' these bags And get these bands from me, bitch, I ain't shit free You better hit these motherfuckin' streets and bring that bag to me Shit, and every night I drive to my knees And I just say, Lord, can you bless all the P's I know it's hard to sit back and watch a young nigga eat Especially white niggas cappin' on me Tryna ball on me, call the laws on me Why Cause I was beatin' his bitch cheeks Hey, hey, this was no motherfuckin' dream Chris Brown, wall to wall, hell yeah, she gon' scream Yo, my top five up the pole Yo, hey, look My top five up the pole, he don't need no fuckin' beam My niggas come through, we clear the hole, f*ck the scene Cause you know, bitch, I be with them bloody b's Dropped a couple of bands, now I got my mouth on freeze Aye, yeah, you niggas whacked me Like FTF the team, bitch, ho, you see the faculties I'm from Texas, boy, I gotta keep a strap on me Aye, and ain't nothin' that'll let that nigga see Like Anita Baker Tell a bitch, bye, ho, I'll see you later And I'm so high, 55 floor elevator And that bitch gon' eat me up, now or later Hold on, hold on, make sure all them niggas fear it Paint the biggest picture, make sure all the critics fear it F*ck what they showin', I been movin' out the spirit F*ck what they talkin', bitch, I'm judgin' off the moves It's me above the rest, I'd rather kill before I lose You see how I move a nigga, watch out when I groove I'm workin' on some other shit, tryin' to get the picture right Searchin' for my heart in my chest, but all they found was ice F*ck it, it's a damn shame Brazy how I keep the claim, f*ck, bitch, I mean calm Fire in a hole with my thoughts tickin' time bomb Wordplay forever, speakin' shit so clever, keepin' shit together Mind of a demon, preachin' like a revern I'm a cold-hearted zombie, I'm a lemon pepper steppa Watch out for the moves, born to lose, but I still improve Peppin' in my step, TGFTF Mention us with kings, don't you mention no one else I been runnin' with them dogs, still about it by myself I was focused on the bangin', now the motion be the wealth You can keep that lil' bullshit, yeah, I left it on the shelf These beats to me like therapy, I'm really talkin' to myself Coach mad at the game, meanwhile I'm tryin' to slap the ref Show them niggas what it is, top five, well, that ain't nothin' else Yeah, that be my twin, lil' niggas gotta really slide Told them what it is with my nigga, man, we had to ride Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep I got 59 hollows, for 50 bitch-ass niggas Goddamn, ayy, all I need is a stick What a fuckin' mean head trigger Goddamn, ayy Look, born into this murder shit, related to real hittas Trust me, nigga, I'ma sleep good when I get done spendin Like the 2016 Warriors, me and goons stayed winnin Like the 79 Warriors, me and minesdrillin Yeah, bitch, trenxhgods came out to play But we ain't boxin' no more, we up in chops and draces Young ruthless niggas, bout that money, you gon' die about it And if you lucky enough to touch with a mine, we gon' slide bout it You be livin' a double life, lil' nigga, I can't lie, I been about it Ayy, let me talk my shit And if a nigga want smoke, I'ma up from the hip And if a nigga bitch want the dick, she gon' get it Ayy I got 50 niggas, nah, I'm fuckin Ayy, what Got 59 hollows for a 50-bitch ass Niggas, goddamn shit Tell you niggas, boy, we really gon' flip your Honda You bitch-ass niggas, you hoe-ass niggas in the K out here Really whippin' your baby mama shit You niggas really ain't on shit I hear, f*ck with my young boy, boy, I already slide on your crib, ho I kick those bitch and my nigga pay so much, run through your shit We don't give a f*ck, nigga, we gon' take your PS4, cause you ain't got a PS5, you not live We gon' run through, take all your flat screens, bitch You gon' come home be fucked up and all over a bitch You did all that shit over a bitch, nigga, you lost your crib over a bitch You stupid nigga Stupid bitch TrenxhGod shit
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