[Hook: Lil Slip]
She the type that make you lie
This the type that get you high
This the type that make you die
This the type that get you hit and then you gonna hit ya, ah (hit the side, woah)
And if I die, make sure they sliding through the roof (woah)
When I die, make sure they coming after you (woah)
Cause when I die, I'll make sure that you fine
When I die, ooh
Cause when I die, oh, when I die, he get hit from the side, aye
[Verse 1: Lil Slip]
Got the glocky when I ride, aye
Got the glocky when I ride, aye
Snap off the rip and you know you get hit from the side, aye
Red vans from Outer Space
Call me a clone, but it worked in school, all I had to do was copy and paste
Get ya stacks, boy, pockets full of cake
Wait, got a new chain, how much it cost? Probably like 100k
[Verse 2: Stumpee]
What you want?
I got a deuce in this cup, yeah, I got a deuce in this-
NWG going up, yeah, WG going-
If it get up, then it's stuck, yeah, if it get up then it's-
Smoke is just all in my lungs, get me a dub, I sit in my crib and I'm counting my funds
Tryna live lavage and have me some fun
I ride wit my bitch and she throwing the buns
I might just sit back and just roll me a blunt
Like what you gon do if I up it and run?
You gon be too hit just to move on your own, so you better lay and just die alone
I be too busy to pick up the phone, my eyes be lookin' like chiggy-a-chong
Not too much effort to make me a song, I know that the shit that I say don't be wrong
Smoking on pain and my lungs they be strong
Stumpee ahead, for real
Fuck these niggas, I don't care now cause y'all niggas be weird, for real
This the type of shit that make you really want to roll the [?]
I remember days when we ain't have no cable or TV light
We ain't have a choice so I just ate what I could eat, I had to fight all of my demons cause they get the best of me like
You see Stumpee, he's elite
Got the white mints on my teeth
She say my voice sexy on beast but, baby, I do this for me
I need [?]
I gotchu when I up this green
At this point, I'm my own team, ain't nobody believe in me
[Hook: Lil Slip]
She the type that make you lie
This the type that get you high
This the type that make you die
This the type that get you hit and then you gonna hit ya-
And if I die, make sure they sliding through the roof
When I die, make sure they coming after you
Cause when I die, I'll make sure that you fine
When I die, ah
She the type that make you lie
This the type that get you high
This the type that make you die
This the type that get you hit and then you gonna hit ya, ah (hit the side, woah)
And if I die, make sure they sliding through the roof (woah)
When I die, make sure they coming after you (woah)
Cause when I die, I'll make sure that you fine
When I die, ooh
Cause when I die, oh, when I die, he get hit from the side, aye
[Verse 1: Lil Slip]
Got the glocky when I ride, aye
Got the glocky when I ride, aye
Snap off the rip and you know you get hit from the side, aye
Red vans from Outer Space
Call me a clone, but it worked in school, all I had to do was copy and paste
Get ya stacks, boy, pockets full of cake
Wait, got a new chain, how much it cost? Probably like 100k
[Verse 2: Stumpee]
What you want?
I got a deuce in this cup, yeah, I got a deuce in this-
NWG going up, yeah, WG going-
If it get up, then it's stuck, yeah, if it get up then it's-
Smoke is just all in my lungs, get me a dub, I sit in my crib and I'm counting my funds
Tryna live lavage and have me some fun
I ride wit my bitch and she throwing the buns
I might just sit back and just roll me a blunt
Like what you gon do if I up it and run?
You gon be too hit just to move on your own, so you better lay and just die alone
I be too busy to pick up the phone, my eyes be lookin' like chiggy-a-chong
Not too much effort to make me a song, I know that the shit that I say don't be wrong
Smoking on pain and my lungs they be strong
Stumpee ahead, for real
Fuck these niggas, I don't care now cause y'all niggas be weird, for real
This the type of shit that make you really want to roll the [?]
I remember days when we ain't have no cable or TV light
We ain't have a choice so I just ate what I could eat, I had to fight all of my demons cause they get the best of me like
You see Stumpee, he's elite
Got the white mints on my teeth
She say my voice sexy on beast but, baby, I do this for me
I need [?]
I gotchu when I up this green
At this point, I'm my own team, ain't nobody believe in me
[Hook: Lil Slip]
She the type that make you lie
This the type that get you high
This the type that make you die
This the type that get you hit and then you gonna hit ya-
And if I die, make sure they sliding through the roof
When I die, make sure they coming after you
Cause when I die, I'll make sure that you fine
When I die, ah
( Stumpee )
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