Slide by Tokyocam Lyrics

StilI got love for the hoes
Who use to fuck when I was nothin

Don’t be speaking on my name
You ain't my Brudda ain’t my cousin

I was fucked up on my last
I was broke and I was just strugglin

And I Got it out the mud
All the sacrificing and hustlin

I keep Glizzys by the dozen
No hesitation I’m clutching

Glock three five on my side
My lil 40 might gotta bus you

Run up on me repprocution
No talking fuck yo discussion
Draco sounding like percussion
We baking opps like they muffins

Find a site I start to feel like I’m Tyson

I get to punchin

Benji, jack and Jefferson
Them the only niggas I’m trustin

Slayin bitches don’t do cuffin

Eat a opp like it’s a luncheon
From bottom from the dungeon

12 behind me then I’m runnin

We gone slide
We gone slide
Pussy nigga you can’t hide

We outside
We outside
Pussy nigga you gone die

You get fried
You get five
Hollows hit you in yo spine
You gone cry
You gone cry
You can’t kiss the fam goodbye


Niggas hatin on my name
When it’s really they hoe I’m fuckin

And Ion care bout the fame
But I’m recognized out in public

Had 10 bitches tryna fuck and
I put dick in each one stomach

Yeah that Broke shit make me vomit

Yeah my money really honest

If a nigga disrespect
I rinse His mouth out with some comet

And I be runnin to the money
Like I’m knuckles tails and sonic

Fuck her from the back
She said I keep fuckin up her bonnet
Ima icon
I’m iconic

Rising sun
Bitch I’m the hottest

Seeking wisdom
Spreading knowledge

Found my purpose
Said fuck college

I been runnin up them dollars

Niggas acting need a Oscar

Bend her over
Feed her lobster

Glizzies decreasing yo roster

I was locked up like a locker

I sent opps right to the doctor

We gone slide
We gone slide
Pussy nigga you can’t hide

We outside
We outside
Pussy nigga you gone die

You get fried
You get five
Hollows hit you in yo spine

You gone cry
You gone cry
You can’t kiss the fam goodbye

I get more bags then a shopper

Gta bitch ima robber

Just went hard I’m goin harder

Moving smart I’m moving smarter



I had to let go all my childish ways
But still will stand In line for jays

Remember I ain’t have shit
Broke with no place to stay


These bitches be goin , these bitches be fuckin

But please don’t get mad that I’m tellin the truth

I Fuck on Cuban she gotta fat booty

She drinking on henny she don’t do the goose

My nigga I got it , I’m talking bout profit

But right before i was broke and confused


You niggas be snitchin
You niggas some bitches

So It is No question I walk with the tool



We gone slide
We gone slide
Pussy nigga you can’t hide

We outside
We outside
Pussy nigga you gone die

You get fried
You get five
Hollows hit you in yo spine

You gone cry
You gone cry
You can’t kiss the fam goodbye