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nick weaver - slide lyrics

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verse 1:

word to paralegal/dollar cuervo shots native americasino/that’s my steelo/and you know i don’t concede no/dreams though/civic keep the gas running while my homies in the back half lungin’ hittin’ on that diesel/i’m too weird for drugs for real none for me though/egos/i torpedo/when i ‘m steady the reload/never on the rebound i’m too busy hittin free throws/cuz all ya’ll do is play foul, and i don’t gotta remote/you dvring life/like a flashback need it all tonight/i’m living future forward leave tomorrow right/where it is baby/time to get it how you live baby/minute by the minute ain’t signature for this maybe/switch states, pdx plate of steak and legs/i’m breaking bread with homies til i gotta flakey head/with a shakey bed/rocking cuz i didn’t take my meds/blinking 182 times and asking what’s my age again/f-ck you, i take that sh-tty reference and i murder it/you get your swagger jacked the second that you let the burglar in/burger in my hand, with my stickshift bout to swerve again/should probably put my phone down but ig got a thirst to quench…

hook:

can i slide up in your dms

i don’t wanna talk bullsh-t

the agreement

we livin’ large somehow but not behemoth

i know it’s there i just don’t think that i’ve seen it

i don’t think that i’ve seen it

can i slide up in your dms

i got 7 dollars up at ampm

you trying to sip on some something shorty what you seein?

i’m sick talking about nothing man i mean it

i swear to god i mean it

can i slide up in your dms

verse 2:

twitter unverified/very rarely terrified/flow so wet and fly i exercise my right to paraglide/narrow eyes on the dash, spent my life on the road/spent my unemployment on some nikes now it’s time to roll/you go to try find results and that’s why you don’t see ‘em/i k!ll ‘em with that kindness let me slide up in your dms/never was a game spitter/not much of a dame getter/let the actions do the talking give a f-ck who came with her/$20 ebay winner, my supes jacket/tooth crackin’ on some gobstobbers with my boots flappin’/p-ssing between these car doors while my crew laughin’/air mattress gone afloat on the lake in some air maxes/who cares about practice, man i’m always on my iverson/the answers on my feet like your dms that i’m slidin’ in/glidin’ in the middle never drunk, at 25 percent/i’ve been in this game for too long to start dialin’…

(hook 2x)



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