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Slide Remix Video (MV)




Performed By: Foolio
Language: English
Length: 2:30
Written by: Carlton Weekly, Kyriakos Seitaridis
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Foolio - Slide Remix Lyrics
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Don't at me and sit on Instagram
I don't wanna talk on social media
If it's up then let it be stuck
6

This a real 6 party, you cannot get in
Bro just got a stolo, we might spin the band
Shout out VontaLand, 6 Block Taliban
Bored of them sneak dissin', like some f*ckin' fans, damn

At-ing me in comments for the 'Gram
Mad I'm gettin' money, they think I'm doin' scams, damn
And I heard you know who shot your friend
You don't wanna slide but I heard you popped a jit
'Cause if you gon' slide how the f*ck Lil Faceshot died then?
Heard you was a rider, why you ain't ride then
ESPN, make my brother spin bends
Ayy, don't make us heat that crib up you coolin' in
You don't wanna hear that wop, then stop
'Fore I pull up on you in a stolen car
Since a toddler, was addicted to them Glocks, ayy
Couple niggas died when Lil 6 had got shot
Heard they caught Lil Malcolm on that second street, ayy
Gunna had his wooly but he used his feet, ayy
All these niggas bitches and they swisher sweet, ayy
Hundred shooters with me and they obsolete
Put that boys face in a box
We do not talk or relate to the opps, uh
Pussy you know how I rock
Run up on me, get you knocked out your socks, ayy
Pussy I stay with a drop
Cojack he with me, he stay with a Glock
And we send shot after shot
Can't post in your hood 'cause we makin' it hot

This a real 6 party, you cannot get in
Bro just got a stolo, we might spin the bend
Shout out VontaLand, 6 Block Taliban
Bored of them sneak dissin', like some f*ckin' fans, damn
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English

Don't at me and sit on Instagram
I don't wanna talk on social media
If it's up then let it be stuck
6

This a real 6 party, you cannot get in
Bro just got a stolo, we might spin the band
Shout out VontaLand, 6 Block Taliban
Bored of them sneak dissin', like some f*ckin' fans, damn

At-ing me in comments for the 'Gram
Mad I'm gettin' money, they think I'm doin' scams, damn
And I heard you know who shot your friend
You don't wanna slide but I heard you popped a jit
'Cause if you gon' slide how the f*ck Lil Faceshot died then?
Heard you was a rider, why you ain't ride then
ESPN, make my brother spin bends
Ayy, don't make us heat that crib up you coolin' in
You don't wanna hear that wop, then stop
'Fore I pull up on you in a stolen car
Since a toddler, was addicted to them Glocks, ayy
Couple niggas died when Lil 6 had got shot
Heard they caught Lil Malcolm on that second street, ayy
Gunna had his wooly but he used his feet, ayy
All these niggas bitches and they swisher sweet, ayy
Hundred shooters with me and they obsolete
Put that boys face in a box
We do not talk or relate to the opps, uh
Pussy you know how I rock
Run up on me, get you knocked out your socks, ayy
Pussy I stay with a drop
Cojack he with me, he stay with a Glock
And we send shot after shot
Can't post in your hood 'cause we makin' it hot

This a real 6 party, you cannot get in
Bro just got a stolo, we might spin the bend
Shout out VontaLand, 6 Block Taliban
Bored of them sneak dissin', like some f*ckin' fans, damn
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Writer: Carlton Weekly, Kyriakos Seitaridis
Copyright: Lyrics © TuneCore Inc., The Administration MP, Inc.

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