Cmbjayy, KILLSURF - Slide lyrics

[Cmbjayy, KILLSURF - Slide lyrics]

(Yunglando going crazy) yeah, yeah
Oh nah, nah, nah, nah cMB (yeah)
Hood Rich niggas talking on the gang yeah
Niggas talking on the gang yeah, yeah
Niggas talking on the gang yeah
Niggas talking on the gang yeah

Niggas keep on talking they don't
Really want no smoke now
I’m with the gang and we
Toting all the poles now
I'm in the trap and I'm
Whippin’ all these bricks (yeah)
If you keep on talking we
Gone pull up the sticks (yeah)
We got the Drakes and the AR
If you want that smoke we gone
Shoot it just like JR
Youn want no smoke nigga you
Keep cappin' for the gram
I'm counting all these bands
Like I'm Uncle Sam
Niggas really broke why you cappin'
When I spin yo ben last night you was lackin'
Niggas really wack y'all ain't
Really counting stacks (yeah)
I’m in the trap and I’m rolling me a fat one
I'm rolling bones nigga
You said you love me you ain’t
Never call my phone nigga
I'll have your homie in the
Sky like a drone nigga i'm in the zone now
Don't call my phone now i got these hoes now
I’m so tipsy, RIP nipsey
He was a real nigga I am a real nigga
We pull these big triggers
I'm counting 6 figures (yeah, yeah)
Imma pull off in the foreign
I got all these hoes and
They really so boring yeah they is annoying
What am I pouring? Yeah I'm of the lean
I got Robins on my jeans (yeah)
And I got a Glock and it
Came with a beam yeah
Imma Diddy Bop when I slide these nigga
Imma Diddy Bop when I slide these nigga
CMB yeah thats my gang
I got all these VVS diamonds on my chain
(yeah) drippin' like some rain (yeah)
If you keep on talking we gone drop him
If you want that smoke nigga
Yeah you got a problem (yeah, yeah)

Imma slide with my niggas (yeah, yeah)
Imma slide with my niggas (yeah)

Imma slide with my niggas in a hummer
I'm getting money
Thinking about all lot of commas
He been talking down but I
Swear he don't want drama
He say one more thing we gone
Pull up with that Llama
I don't got no time to talk
To none of y'all broke niggas
I was trying to find a way
To my freakin' racks bigger
I was thinking ahead of time trying
To get the bigger picture
But if he keep on talking down we
Gone have to pull that trigger (yeah)
He don't want no rec
We gone pull up on him we
Gone slide with a TEC
I be with them niggas that
Don't take no disrespect
Said he won't no problems
I told him it's a bet send my goon on him
When I'm on a private jet
He just mad my pockets fatter
I was trying to get my
Life right and do better
Free my nigga, yeah I gotta write a letter
And i got a four-five for that Beretta
I been getting money since Day 1
Cmbjayy swear to god thats' my day one
Claiming they some shooters but they
Flexing with the same gun
And my girl bad yeah she
Thick and she Blasian
(yeah) what you making in a day
I be making in a hour
Trying to stack my money make
It taller than a tower
Smokin' on that good bag
Yeah I'm smoking Dower
Like my last song I got
"Moe Money" and more power

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