
goattalkk novaa - slide lyrics
[intro: goattalkk novaa]
novaa
novaa
slide, slide, slide
[verse: goattalkk novaa]
woke up wit my bl!cky tryna catch a k!ll
hopout da bed i load da gun
gotta keep it on me kuz sh+t get real (my gun)
hopout da house on timing still, i call up kap he tryna drill (time)
he spin da v, right from da hills
when we together god better take da wheel
i’m tryna slide, slide, slide, slide, slide
b+tch i’ll catch a hat (graah)
get ‘n da v b+tch drive, is you gone slide (slide)
we tryna make it back
we 4 deep wit’ them guns (guns), we havin’ fun (fun)
them hollows hit his back
b+tch come here don’t you run (run), you like my son (son)
i’m finna’ whoop yo ass
b+tch it’s like 1, i’m riding round summit wit’ my glock (my glock)
i see pb he gettin’ popped (gettin’ popped)
lack ‘n da streets, you ‘n a gar (gar)
my opps end up dead, so don’t you diss (don’t you diss)
like f+ck da bread, i’m on da hit (on da hit)
hopout da car, shoot you wit’ da bl!ck (wit’ da bl!ck)
i walk sh+t down, b+tch i don’t miss (ion’ miss)
b+tch i’m not kiddin’ we not kin
b+tch bend dat corner, spin dat ben (bend dat corner)
i scope you out, see you threw the lens
you not my brodie not my twin
i stay wit’ gang, don’t got no friends
i call up kap when sh+t get real (call up kap)
i need my gun, he got it still (gun)
like free da bros, hope they get a appeal
like free my n+gga stainz, they gone hate it
when you make it out them gates (gates)
i’m ‘n dat v, wit’ pone & tdot, yea we speedin’ (speedin’)
brand new pole every season
got a drac & the light green
look thru the scope i like the beam
2 double drums, it look like titties
i like my women, itty bitty
suck so good, nut on her titties (novaa)
b+tch i got power call me 50
you say it’s smoke then come & get it
i’m wit’ the gang it’s many men
stay wit’ the bros ain’t got no friends (ain’t got no friends)
you want a dime, i throw a 10
i f+ck da b+tch, i want her friend, nah i want her sister n+gga
i want her sister, n+gga play i shoot like devin booker (huh what?)
f+ck da nut on her face, she want da bread
ian payin’ no hooker (payin’)
diamonds on my wrist about 3 bandz, is what is cost (bout 3 bandz)
b+tch you a fool, i’m so slimy i’m so grimey, whatchu thought n+gga
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