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why you lying/ slidin - 9lokknine lyrics

[intro]
we gon’ play with them pistols
we smoking dank in my liver
we get sh*t wet like the river
we get sh*t wet like the river
i’m with the sh*t like austin rivers

[chorus]
on my side, its getting wicked, n*gga slide
momma told that boy to shake the city, so he ridin
on that mac it be a titty, show no pity when we divin’
roll yo body in the gang and before he hit it why you hidin?
og nine we dropping bags, no i don’t b*tch why you lying?
and this collar, popping tags, spent 5 racks on my designer
and put 15 up on yo ass boy, that’s yo ass after we find him
make sh*t sizzle off the drip and no lil rizzle on my timing
them f*ck n*gga that gon’ hate me, let em hate me that’s they problem
i’m f*cking on a cougar and lil’ jat its his momma
you know them k’s they go through big but them ar’s they bout that drama
i f*ck with don that boy my ace, you know, my spade all i do call ’em

[verse 1]
lil’ fleezy die down, oh it’s the right time, oh she’ll drop that strap on anybody right now
od my lifeline
and let lil leak out
glock with a d*ck its tryna’ p*ss, don’t let him peak out
he drove a stolen through them yellow lines a street now
they know g*nine a whole a felon where the g9
they know lil od got 2 7 40 piece now
i bought my momma a new house i got the leash now
i told em rack em up
n*gga run up on nine watch how i back em up
black as f*ck, yeah i know my skin tone but i’m gon’ wack wassup
these diamonds dancing, yeah you see g*nine, that boy be shining hard
my pistol with me, whatever you think it is boy, that ain’t what it was
[chorus]
on my side, its getting wicked, n*gga slide
momma told that boy to shake the city, so he ridin
on that mac it be a titty, show no pity when we divin’
roll yo body in the gang and before he hit it why you hidin?
og nine we dropping bags, no i don’t b*tch why you lying?
and this collar, popping tags, spent 5 racks on my designer
and put 15 up on yo ass boy, that’s yo ass after we find him
make sh*t sizzle off the drip and no lil rizzle on my timing
them f*ck n*gga that gon’ hate me, let em hate me that’s they problem
i’m f*cking on a cougar and lil’ jat its his momma
you know them k’s they go through big but them ar’s they bout that drama
i f*ck with don that boy my ace, you know, my spade all i do call ’em

[verse 2]
oh you know sp*cesticks
i’m playing trunk, you on some donald trump slave sh*t
i call my cook, he cook sh*t up, that boy go crazy
i set the path, you n*ggas follow, walk the pavement
i say this path is how the f*ck g*nine made it
we on that streetlight, we the ones who f*cking claim it
fall out squeek , that’s on she squeek that’s on my baby
more straps than the army and the navy
they better come with a lil’ army, get cremated
my momma said jacquavius baby you famous
i got a brother named lil block, boy he gon sw*ng it
and j*beezy he gon sh*t we call him *n*s
how huncho he swing that stick, he ain’t gotta aim it
n*gga slidin’ in my city for a payment
make your boy vacant, make him rearrange his stay*in
i’m tired of fakers, why the f*ck these n*ggas faking?
[chorus]
on my side, its getting wicked, n*gga slide
momma told that boy to shake the city, so he ridin
on that mac it be a titty, show no pity when we divin’
roll yo body in the gang and before he hit it why you hidin?
og nine we dropping bags, no i don’t b*tch why you lying?
and this collar, popping tags, spent 5 racks on my designer
and put 15 up on yo ass boy, that’s yo ass after we find him
make sh*t sizzle off the drip and no lil rizzle on my timing
them f*ck n*gga that gon’ hate me, let em hate me that’s they problem
i’m f*cking on a cougar and lil’ jat its his momma
you know them k’s they go through big but them ar’s they bout that drama
i f*ck with don that boy my ace, you know, my spade all i do call ’em

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