Artist: FBG Duck Album: This How I'm Coming 2 (Mixtape) Song: Slide Typed by: AZ Lyrics Yeah you know lately (fuck all that shit) We been on a whole gang shit you know, never lane switch That's how I'm comin' Gang gang since potty train all that Oh this how you comin'? Naw for real This a real nigga party, you cannot get in (in) Bussin' out the mid (mid), foenem off the Xans (Xans) I can't shake your hand (hand), no, I'm not your friend (friend) I don't fuck with rappers (nah), no I'm not a fan (fan), damn Niggas really shoot, no accident (for real) I can't make this shit up, I cannot pretend, damn And I heard you know who shot ya mans (for real?) You ain't tryna slide so don't be actin' like you is (pussy) 'Cause if you gon' slide, pussy nigga then slide then (yeah) Let me see some fuckin' shots fired then (yeah) Make me shoot that crib up you hidin' in Don't wanna hear them loud sounds, then be quiet then You don't wanna hear that Frrtp then shhh Fore I sneak up on you with that pew pew pew (ugh) Ridin' with that wish-a-nigga-would (uh) This right here'll turn a nigga name to a hood Bumped into a bitch I knew in high school Look, been tried to fuck you, bitch, you past due Remember you was dissin' in the classroom Now you tryna top me in the bathroom You wasn't out here with the gang bitch you lyin' You wasn't duckin from the 12 totin' the iron I can't trust you bitch if you not one of mine We don't need no new niggas, yeah, bitch we fine ...nigga party, you cannot get in (in) Bussin' out the mid (mid), foenem off the Xans (Xans) I can't shake your hand (hand), no, I'm not your friend (friend) I don't fuck with rappers (nah), no I'm not a fan (fan), damn Niggas really shoot, no accident (for real) I can't make this shit up, I cannot pretend, damn And I heard you know who shot ya mans (for real?) You ain't tryna slide so don't be actin' like you is (pussy) 'Cause if you gon' slide, pussy nigga then slide then (yeah) Let me see some fuckin' shots fired then (yeah) Ayy, let me tell y'all a little somethin' Make me shoot that crib up you hidin' in I'ma talk my shit Don't wanna hear them loud sounds, then be quiet then They be like, "Duck why you don't got a major feature?" 'Cause I don't like rappers, and I don't wanna greet them Fuck around, rob 'em (bitch) first time I see them (first) Same place we catch 'em, same place we leave 'em (for real) Pussy ass niggas not allowed in the zoo Fuck wrong with you? (Bitch) Who you talkin' to? (Bitch) Pussy ass niggas actin' like they bulletproof 'Til you get your fuckin' top dropped like it's a coupe Never left the gang (no), bitch I never will (no) He get in a jam, Fuck around squeal Talkin bout I am, now he think he Will Bitch that type of shit'll get yo stupid ass killed, bitch This a real nigga party, you cannot get in (in) Bussin' out the mid (mid), foenem off the Xans (Xans) I can't shake your hand (hand), no, I'm not your friend (friend) I don't fuck with rappers (nah), no I'm not a fan (fan), damn Niggas really shoot, no accident (for real) I can't make this shit up, I cannot pretend, damn And I heard you know who shot ya mans (for real?) You ain't tryna slide so don't be actin' like you is (pussy) 'Cause if you gon' slide, pussy nigga then slide then (yeah) Let me see some fuckin' shots fired then (yeah) Make me shoot that crib up you hidin' in Don't wanna hear them loud sounds, then be quiet then