ryler smith - slidin' out lyrics
[verse 1:]
driven, my god
livin in a battle with a better man
came with it, a brother jammed
had obliterated all the other predators
got messed and f-cked with
digressed by such with, the pest that luck is
we better though
drink on that pesticide, bluff and testify w-ssup
rest my eye on that interval
i be that – jerk
call it workaholic manner
working on a matter with the physical
cam’ra where ya head at? (head at?)
got a panoramic att-tutude when getting in the school
i be bumpin that super dopamine escalator
like the best she made ya for breakfast
i’m talking that tessellated sound, estimate the louds
just a thousand styles left cuz
[hook 1:]
hailing with an – oh!
got a blunt in my mouth as we roll with the squad
and they all know, we call it indigod, ever heard of that?
the city of the z where we at –
i got my back for my peeps, my ladies, my fellas
so f-ck all uniques who think they make me jealous
i’m slidin’ out, for a while i’m out now
diving down and right now can’t f-ck with it
i can’t f-ck with it, i can’t f-ck with it, ha
my n-gga can’t f-ck with it (x4)
[verse 2:]
– hung a little in the basket court
had no game and no gain in my interest
i wanted master sport – f-ck a ball and a score-out
i’m all bout that music for internet
close the intimate, what you asking for lines?
matter of fact, why you asking four times
we’re trading with objects that do not exist
paying attention to cheques and a jizz – jinx
shut yo face up with a little bit of magic
f-ck up the m-sses with methods jur-ssic
stuck on that cl-ssic sh-t
been a while since they asked for it
but still i keep telling my people that selling ain’t happening
this is for record, not deal
plus any repet-tive unsettling issues ain’t not my appeal
[hook 3:]
hailing with an – oh!
got a blunt in my mouth as we roll with the squad
and they all know, we call it indigod, ever heard of that?
the city of the z where we at –
i got my back for my peeps, my ladies, my fellas
so f-ck all uniques who think they make me jealous
i’m slidin’ out, for a while i’m out now
diving down and right now can’t f-ck with it
i can’t f-ck with it, i can’t f-ck with it, ha
my n-gga can’t f-ck with it (x4)
[outro]
i can’t f-ck with you new school n-ggas no way
i can’t f-ck with the new school (x2)
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