Lyrics Montana Of 300 – Just Slide
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Yeah you know I’m never lackin’
Plus I like to get it crackin’
Niggas say they gon’ do this and gon’ do that
Stop all the cappin’ just slide, just slide
Leave him there so they can chalk him
I put niggas in some coffins
Never been a fan of talkin’ just slide (pussy nigga I’ma slide)
Trigga pullin’ I’ma cook him
Whack his ass it ain’t no whoopin’
You don’t know the work I put in
Boy you betta stop the woofin’ just slide (mothafucka just slide)
So walk up on me like a porch and get ya top lit like a torch
I’ll split yo shit like a divorce
It ain’t gon’ be no back and forth, I just slide (fuck nigga I’ma slide)
Look what you made me do to you
I put the fun up in funeral
Clips’ll get to workin’ you squares just like a cubicle
Big rounds wastin’ yo circle just like a hula hoop
Don’t act tough cause up in that casket you gon’ be super cool Morticians dress you up, do yo make up, and make you beautiful
Family weak while they viewin’ you
Heard he plottin’ no worries
Im’a do him so dirty
Brand new Glock is so purty
I’ll give his ass the whole 30
I let my gat talk
Nigga, you get murked where you live with all that cap talk
Where the fuck you working at, Lids? Bitch I’m my own boss
Man you be surprised what I got time for
Waitin’ for them bitches to come out just like the Concords
It’s plenty more where that shit came from you don’t want no encore
I keep a heater by my side
And while you sleepin’ I’ma slide
187 bitch I’m no stranger to homicide
Harley Davidson if you play then I let that choppa ride
You don’t wanna see me, you don’t wanna face me
Used to pull up shootin’ niggas in they shit like KD
You don’t want me in yo bushes, somewhere where you can’t see
Then how I’m bout to air ’em out and blow like A.C
Nigga I don’t know how to lack
Click clack I love the sound of that
Fuck yo explanation, don’t sugar coat it you sour patch
You say that you gon’ spray at my head, stop with the shower cap
You don’t want no smoke, I will turn yo ass to the loudest pack
Turn me up I’m blowin’ speakers
Its a wrap, let’s go to Egypt
I got clips like bonus features
They got shells but no Adidas
Pussy don’t come out the box and then get cooked like frozen pizza
It ain’t shit to paint that picture for you, bitch it’s Mona Lisa
You get wet like Costa Rica
Tanning bed I’m totin’ heaters
You can catch me with that bitch just like an episode of cheaters
Yeah you know I’m never lackin’
Plus I like to get it crackin’
Niggas say they gon’ do this and gon’ do that
Stop all the cappin’ just slide, just slide
Roll up on him get to sparkin’
Leave him there so they can chalk him
I put niggas in some coffins
Never been a fan of talkin’ just slide (pussy nigga I’ma slide)
Trigga pullin’ I’ma cook him
Whack his ass it ain’t no whoopin’
You don’t know the work I put in
Boy you betta stop the woofin’ just slide (mothafucka just slide)
So walk up on me like a porch and get ya top lit like a torch
I’ll split yo shit like a divorce
It ain’t gon’ be no back and forth, I just slide (fuck nigga I’ma slide)
