Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Slipping, artist - Bandgang
Date of issue: 25.11.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Slipping |
These niggas be trippin' they really be thinking I’m slippin' |
I like when they Dissing, I ain’t trippin' I got the pistol |
Finna shoot anybody that look iffy |
Rollin up a eighty of a eight I’m feeling lazy |
You can’t hit the blunt I’m facing fuck yo feelings nigga pay me |
Bandgang the mob fuck that nigga we the navy |
Bro want it he gone take it, run if he looking crazy |
My shoes Giuseppe, my watch a presi |
Talking to the plug like, Ima call you when its ready |
Come fuck with a boss |
I can tell that you ready, cause you tired of yo nigga smoking five dollar |
reggies |
Rucci wheels skating leaves blowing like I’m raking |
Why the leaves blowing? |
Sweats behind me, we racing |
All my life, I been dodging bullets like the matrix |
That’s why every night I count ten and go to sleep praying |
Brand new coupes back to back switches lanes |
All watch and pocket counting get yo dumb ass brained |
How he lose his life? |
let the forty be the blame |
Run up on my ima bang, you ain’t fucking with a lame |
Same old slogans, still out rolling |
Still whip it up with the same old potion |
Still Sport buffs, my shit whiter than some lotion |
You working and get promoted |
While I’m putting plays in motion |
Online Shopping, Bad bitch popping |
Nawh I don’t cuff so I’m bad bitch dropping |
Catch me in a Monte with a bad bitch slobbing |
She hurt, cause I ain’t kiss her that’s a mad bitch problem |
Had to drop her off she was getting on my nerves |
Want too much attention had a nigga jumping curbs |
Pull up in that Maybach had them lost for words |
I ain’t tyrna stunt on nobody I’m just tyrna swerve |
Stalking me to death, I know she a perve |
Got that chicken in this bitch I just lost a herd |
Bandgang or no gang fuck what you heard |
And I only state facts I don’t go on what I heard |
Only in the trap I don’t go out here with hoes |
Only yell raps, you ain’t never sold a zone |
Not even if that, you ain’t never sold a stone |
Betta get back you don’t know my brother stone |
He’ll clap you in yo dome or anywhere He want |
I love who love me and I don’t care about who don’t |
Detroit a hating ass city what tip niggas on? |
I Been going for too long so ima end the song |