Bris - Free Slyde lyrics

It's recording?
(Sparky made it slap, nigga) on God
Ayy, nigga, keep doing your shit, cousin
On mamas nigga,  stepping on these niggas
 nigga, on gang, You know
You fucking with it, nigga
Man, free Slyde, shit, nigga
Still holding it down, Nigga
Keeping it solid, nigga on mamas, nigga
Nigga, I love you, nigga on God
I love you too ayy, my cuddie ru
Bust for you ayy, this chopper bugaboo

Ayy, free Slyde from behind them brick walls
(Free Slyde)
This chopper go nuts, got big balls
The clip hella long, yeah, the stick tall
(Stick tall) i don't fuck with you
My name in your missed calls (Ayy)
Pissing on the homie grave got me pissed off
(Pissed off)


Slide through the sucker shit and
Let that stick off (Let that stick off)
What's up with the deuce?
That's that Ridge talk (What's up, deuce?)
Take me off the GPS, y'all let Nick off
(Free Nick) whеn we hit them niggas' block
We can't find niggas (Find niggas)
Spin it likе a DVD and rewind, nigga
(Rewind, nigga)
Outside like the sun, that's why we shine
Nigga (That's why we shine, nigga)
Bitches love lil' Bris, he a fine nigga
(Fine nigga) yeah, they see I'm going up
They wanna see me down (See me down)
A nigga going up, but I'm pinkies down
(Pinkies down) we don't eat the shells you
See on the ground (See on the ground)
Bitch, I run my bity, king of the town

You ain't know it's True Story
We don't Shakespeare
(We don't Shakespeare)
My baby shooter sick, he keep a K near
(Keep a K near)
Lil' Bris got pride problems, yeah
He can't fear (I can't fear)
Probably jump up out your
Bushes like a reindeer
When you hear that pa pa pa
It's gon' keep going (Pa pa pa)
Bitch suck my cock, I tell her keep going
(Keep going) i'm headed to the top
But I'm gon' keep goin (I'ma keep going)
Thirty hanging out the Glock
It's gon' keep showing
(Gon' keep showing)

When them niggas killed my brother
Had to get me pole (Ayy, give me pole)
Plus I'm doing songs and these videos
(And these videos)
This ain't ballerina, nigga, tippy-toe
(Tippy-toe)
I can't trust a soul, lil' bitty hoe
(Uh, uh) you ain't dive in the funk
You did a belly flop (Belly flop)
Trapping in the spot, got the telly hot
(Got the telly hot)
Dumbbell filled with shots
This a heavy Glock (It's a heavy Glock)
I ain't talking bout a drop
Took off his Chevy top (Pa pa pa)
I'm fucking everybody bitch
I think your bitch next (Bitch next)
Put my whole dick in her
Didn't have a inch left (Have a inch left)
I'm flexing on these niggas
Like I bench press (Like I bench press)
If you ain't moving right
Then you gon get left
I'ma pull off on a bitch
You hear that skrrt (Uh uh, skrrt)
Then pull back on her and get her purse
(Get her purse)
Dropped out of school 'cause niggas nerds
(Niggas nerds)
I'll do the drill, just say the word
(Say the word)

You ain't know it's True Story
We don't Shakespeare
(We don't Shakespeare)
My baby shooter sick, he keep a K near
(Keep a K near)
Lil' Bris got pride problems, yeah
He can't fear (I can't fear)
Probably jump up out your
Bushes like a reindeer
When you hear that pa pa pa
It's gon' keep going (Pa pa pa)
Bitch suck my cock, I tell her keep going
(Keep going) i'm headed to the top
But I'm gon' keep goin (I'ma keep going)
Thirty hanging out the Glock
It's gon' keep showing
(Gon' keep showing)

You ain't know it's True Story
We don't Shakespeare
(We don't Shakespeare)
My baby shooter sick, he keep a K near
(Keep a K near)
Lil' Bris got pride problems, yeah
He can't fear (I can't fear)
Probably jump up out your
Bushes like a reindeer
When you hear that pa pa pa
It's gon' keep going (Pa pa pa)
Bitch suck my cock, I tell her keep going
(Keep going) i'm headed to the top
But I'm gon' keep goin (I'ma keep going)
Thirty hanging out the Glock
It's gon' keep showing
(Gon' keep showing)