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FBG Duck – Slide Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah you know lately (fuck all that shit)
We been on a whole gang shit you know, never lane switch
That's how I'm comin'
Gang gang since potty train all that shit
Oh this how you comin'?
Naw for real

[Chorus]
This a real nigga 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 fuck with rappers (nah), no I'm not a fan (fan), damn
Niggas really shoot, no accident (for real)
I can't make this shit up, I cannot pretend, damn
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 nigga then slide then (yeah)
Let me see some fuckin' shots fired then (yeah)
Make me shoot that crib up you hidin' in
Don't wanna hear them loud sounds, then be quiet then

[Verse 1]
You don't wanna hear that Frrtp then shhh
Fore I sneak up on you with that pew pew pew (ugh)
Ridin' with that wish-a-nigga-would (uh)
This right here'll turn a nigga name to a hood
Bumped into a bitch I knew in high school
Look, been tried to fuck you, bitch, 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 bitch you lyin'
You wasn't duckin from the 12 totin' the iron
I can't trust you bitch if you not one of mine
We don't need no new niggas, yeah, bitch we fine

[Chorus]
...nigga 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 fuck with rappers (nah), no I'm not a fan (fan), damn
Niggas really shoot, no accident (for real)
I can't make this shit up, I cannot pretend, damn
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 nigga then slide then (yeah)
Let me see some fuckin' shots fired then (yeah)
Ayy, let me tell y'all a little somethin'
Make me shoot that crib up you hidin' in
I'ma talk my shit
Don't wanna hear them loud sounds, then be quiet then

[Verse 2]
They be like, "Duck why you don't got a major feature?"
'Cause I don't like rappers, and I don't wanna greet 'em
Fuck around, rob 'em (bitch) first time I meet 'em (first)
Same place we catch 'em, same place we leave 'em (for real)
Pussy ass niggas not allowed in the zoo
Fuck wrong with you? (Bitch) Who you talkin' to? (Bitch)
Pussy ass niggas actin' like they bulletproof
'Til you get your fuckin' top dropped like it's a coupe
Never left the gang (no), bitch I never will (no)
He get in a jam, Fuck around squeal
Talkin bout I am, now he think he Will
Bitch that type of shit'll get yo stupid ass killed, bitch

[Chorus]
This a real nigga 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 fuck with rappers (nah), no I'm not a fan (fan), damn
Niggas really shoot, no accident (for real)
I can't make this shit up, I cannot pretend, damn
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 nigga then slide then (yeah)
Let me see some fuckin' shots fired then (yeah)
Make me shoot that crib up you hidin' in
Don't wanna hear them loud sounds, then be quiet then
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Songwriters: Shayaa Bin Abraham-Joseph
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