Slide On Em

[Intro: Quavo] Young rich nigga shit, know what I'm sayin'? [Chorus: Quavo & Blac Youngsta] Drop my top now My prices cut down Your niggas tough now Till they hear that gun sound (Baow, baow, baow, brrraow, baow, brrraow) Till they hear that gun sound (Fuck nigga, fuck nigga, baow, baow, brrraow) Baow, baow, gun sound Slide on that nigga, slide on that nigga Slide on that nigga, slide on that nigga Drop my top now My prices cut down Your niggas tough now Till they hear that gun sound [Verse 1: Quavo] Keep my eyes on that nigga Keep my eyes on that nigga I put extensions in lil pistols I got a drone that's digital Your nigga be talkin' tough But really don't wanna get physical Nigga you run and we bust Fuckin' your hoe while you cuff Whippin' in it to a rock up I don't do nothin' but pipe up I shoulda played for the Thunder But instead I trap with youngsta Sit on my money with comfort Spreading the dab ‘cross the country I do a show out in Spain and get back in go back to the gang I might go give him a 10, know it ain't nothin', go get a Mustang Damn they callin' my phone, they keep telling me that the dope is insane Pour out my liquor for all of my niggas that died or locked up in the chains [Chorus: Quavo & Blac Youngsta] Drop my top now My prices cut down Your niggas tough now Till they hear that gun sound (Baow, baow, baow, brrraow, baow, brrraow) Till they hear that gun sound (Fuck nigga, fuck nigga, baow, baow, brrraow) Baow, baow, gun sound Slide on that nigga, slide on that nigga Slide on that nigga, slide on that nigga Drop my top now My prices cut down Your niggas tough now Till they hear that gun sound [Verse 2: Blac Youngsta & Offset] Drop my, top now Lambo, too loud Richest nigga in the car lot Me, my niggas, we don't fall out (Offset) Get gunned down Better run now Watch what you say, cut your tongue out Fuck all that shit that you talkin' bout Draco's, we run in your momma's house Grass so I can't see the snakes, now I gotta come cut your lawn down My Stuart Little killers on frontline, they robbin', drug dealin', till sun down I pull up in curtain in privacy Smokin' on cookie, I know she acknowledge me She givin' me knowledge, psychology I'm dabbin' the deal like somebody just body me I'll fuck your baby mama while your kids there In the same house you pay your bills so you can live there If a nigga ever play with one of my Migo brothers, I'ma put him in a wheel chair We gangster so it is no fear here My lil killers, they will kill you for real here Catch you in traffic is road kill We wipin' you lil nigga's nose here [Chorus: Quavo & Blac Youngsta] Drop my top now My prices cut down Your niggas tough now Till they hear that gun sound (Baow, baow, baow, brrraow, baow, brrraow) Till they hear that gun sound (Fuck nigga, fuck nigga, baow, baow, brrraow) Baow, baow, gun sound Slide on that nigga, slide on that nigga Slide on that nigga, slide on that nigga Drop my top now My prices cut down Your niggas tough now Till they hear that gun sound [Outro: Quavo] Slide, slide, slide Slide, slide, slide Drop my top now My prices cut down Your niggas tough now Till they hear that gun sound Slide, slide, slide Slide, slide, slide Gun sound Slide on that nigga, slide on that nigga Slide on that nigga, slide on that nigga