Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Slide Show , by - Rah Swish. Release date: 24.06.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Slide Show |
| Ain’t shit they could do with me, I keep a Ruger with me loaded |
| And I got your boo with me, I make a move and she tote it |
| No rules in these streets, so I never move with emotion |
| Don’t get it confused, they need the views so they trollin' |
| If I do the spin thing with the gang gang, we gon' slide like a stroller |
| And no, it ain’t shit change, I go insane, lose my top like a soda |
| Shoot out your membranes 'til the clip bang, then it drop out, reload it |
| Two-door foreign whip with a foreign bitch and she come from Novia Scotia |
| I stay with my ace boon queen, Ten-Jack suited, we ain’t playin' poker (Woo) |
| She gotta link, then woo east, gang gang right after I stroke her (Gang, gang) |
| You better sit back, I think fast, big fact, Gelato pack potent |
| Plot came gift wrapped, I ordered that, no quarterback, bitch, we throwin' (Bow) |
| Offers enough, I got dual repairs |
| Take over the spot, don’t care who in there (Nope) |
| I slide in and out of the pussy (Wait) |
| Like I’m playin' around on computer chairs (Haha) |
| I need you to be true like that Buddha man (Yup) |
| Why you takin' pictures? |
| I don’t do the Gram (Nope) |
| Nick Cannon, Doctor Lee |
| Bitch, you drummin', I could show what to do with bands (Brrt, bah) |
| My heart cold, no feeling (Nope) |
| Nine shots roll, more in 'em (Bow) |
| Play with me, go get 'em (Woo) |
| Black McLaren, no ceiling (Skrrt) |
| They can’t get the sauce, no sharing (Nah) |
| Chopper divorce both parents (Split) |
| We cannot give no chances (Nah) |
| I got your bitch slow dancing (Shake it, baby) |
| Ain’t shit they could do with me, I keep a Ruger with me loaded |
| And I got your boo with me, I make a move and she tote it |
| No rules in these streets, so I never move with emotion |
| Don’t get it confused, they need the views so they trollin' |
| If I do the spin thing with the gang gang, we gon' slide like a stroller |
| And no, it ain’t shit change, I go insane, lose my top like a soda |
| Shoot out your membranes 'til the clip bang, then it drop out, reload it |
| Two-door foreign whip with a foreign bitch and she come from Novia Scotia |
| Bodies droppin', I’ma pop 'em if I spot 'em, bruh (Bow) |
| I think I shot him, hope I got him in his noggin (Oh my God) |
| Bodies droppin', I’ma pop 'em if I spot 'em, bruh (Bow) |
| I think I shot him, hope I got him in his noggin, look (Oh my God) |
| Bling, blaow (Woo) |
| I keep my shooters on speed dial (Brrt) |
| She do 'em, tappin' out each round (Wait) |
| They drivin' past with the seat down (What?) |
| These niggas pussy, they frightened |
| We in the field like a viking (Yah) |
| Stay in your lane like you bikin' (Hold on, hold on, hold on) |
| Hold on, what the fuck that nigga say? |
| (Pussy) |
| Ain’t shit they could do with me, I keep a Ruger with me loaded |
| And I got your boo with me, I make a move and she tote it |
| No rules in these streets, so I never move with emotion |
| Don’t get it confused, they need the views so they trollin' |
| If I do the spin thing with the gang gang, we gon' slide like a stroller |
| And no, it ain’t shit change, I go insane, lose my top like a soda |
| Shoot out your membranes 'til the clip bang, then it drop out, reload it |
| Two-door foreign whip with a foreign bitch and she come from Novia Scotia |