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rm (uk) – slide lyrics

[verse]
two waps in the car, one on each side
i want a glock but my n+gga got that .35
summer or the winter, i make that heat rise
get shot on my block if you ain’t street wise
scaffolder, you know i’ve got that pole on me
vest on cause some n+ggas tried to roll on me
strapped up but you ain’t shot n0body
‘010, i shot a pr+ck with an old shotty
h+lla pellets in his skin that he can’t count
it was me on your block with my arm out
beat shots, turn n+ggas into bruce jenner
when i grease up my mash, yeah it shoots better
one shot to the chest leave you manglеd
act bad but he snitched like randall
bеfore i melt a n+gga’s skin like a candle
bad b’s give me head from an angle
no sitting on the fence pr+ck, pick a side
i swear my heart turned cold when my n+gga died
paranoia is the reason i’m still alive
on my own, first time that i did a slide
no cap in my raps, i wallahi that
trench coat with my fisherman army hat
big dog so be careful who you’re barking at
i’m with k!llers that will pull up where your marj is at
get robbed for your p’s if you show me that
i’ll reverse then shoot into a cul+de+sac
shoot man and hide out, will get your homie slapped
my cousin shot someone for me cah he owed me cash
ten waps deep for the remix, a mazzaleena
ten bags on my neck, i’m a flashy geeza
i heard n+ggas wanna find where i stack my p’s at
the hood’s fake so i’m rolling with a tracker seeker
we don’t shoot in the air, tryna scare man
both eyes open anytime i tear straps
i’m tryna blow it in his face like an airbag
you ever backed heat and punched n+ggas with your spare hand?
i don’t talk on the phone, all my n+ggas hot enough
i put a mazza on my gun, still i ain’t shot it off
see them n+ggas pulling up, me i just c+ck it off
try make a move and i’ll blow my own pocket off
i don’t run down n+ggas, let the slugs chase ’em
sivi caught a ricochet, it skimmed off the pavement
try disrespect me like i won’t blaze it
finger on my trigger anytime i’m giving pages
one up top akh, you know how i’m rocking
sober on the ride, i ain’t into pill popping
nothing like covid how my gun coughing
my y.g. got the deuce when we go shopping
me i’m not a lacker, the sticks go backer
on the ras camera i’ll still do the mazza
no violations, i ain’t into passa
i’ll hit man and i’m rolling with the slapper
ten shots in my wap, you can catch some
live hammer, i ain’t f+cking with a cat gun
big heat that will make your mum and dad run
i’ll bun a y.g. if he acts up
in my hood there’s bare fakes and cobras
touch me and i’ll leave something open
i love matics but i’m calm with revolvers
if it’s low risk then i’ll roll with the pokers
two skengs in the car, one on each side
i want a glock but my n+gga got that .35
summer or the winter, i make that heat rise
get shot on my block if you ain’t street wise

- rm uk lyrics

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