21 savage & metro boomin – slidin [chopnotslop remix] lyrics
[intro: 21 savage]
it’s chopped up and not slopped up mane
dj slim k, og ron c
trapstars, don’t say that
tell ’em metro, we got slopped up, not chopped up
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 you, 21, 21, 21)
[verse 1]
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 huddlе, so many shots, d+mn near shot each other
ar st+st+stuttеr, draco brown, look like peanut b+tter
don’t play tic+tac+toe or tit+for+tat, n+gga, this ain’t that (21, 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, c+ck 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+ggas 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+ggas 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+ggas lame
fell in love with them chopper sounds, waka flocka flame
[chorus]
slidin’
lookin’ for the opps, they been hidin’
i grew up ’round drugs, s+x, and violence
we turnt off they street, we heard sirens
since a juvenile
wildin’
chrome heart jeans got me stylin’
said he wanted smoke, now he joggin’
while you was in college i was robbin’ (if young metro don’t trust you, i’m gon’ shoot you)
[verse 2]
(brrt, bop bop)
everybody run to they car (21)
you ain’t gon’ make it that far (21)
walk down with an ar (straight up)
we keep sh+t in the street (on god)
they gon’ put it on the bar (on god)
y’all n+ggas talking on pillows
all my glocks got d+ld+s (21)
take your bank like cee+lo (21)
draco bite, mosquito (21)
y’all n+ggas corny, frito (p+ssy)
kel+tec hot, it shoot cheeto (p+ssy)
y’all be talking that rah+rah (p+ssy)
you ain’t finna rob+rob me, though (p+ssy)
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+tch that i’d cuff again (21, 21)
still ain’t met a b+tch that i’d kiss (on god)
he was talking crazy, he got bl!ck (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+ggas it (sticky)
[chorus]
slidin’
lookin’ for the opps, they been hidin’
i grew up ’round drugs, s+x, 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, trapstars)
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