Who gon' slide? (Who gon' slide?)
Who gon' slack? (Who gon' slack?)
Bitch, I'm lookin' for you, keep 'em bullets packed (bullets packed)
I up that fire (up that fire)
Where ya at? (Where ya at?)
I'm a seven-figure playa, chasin' racks, yeah (chasin' racks)
I got the pistol, grip it, stick 'em up, it's time to end his livin', uh
Chicken, bread, my mission fillin' up, my money different
Pro-prolly spent your rent on steak and shrimp and Marni slippers, uh
Money stretch it, flip it, bitch, I'm sick, no penicillin
Yeah, thousand-dollar jeans, True Religion not my thing (thing)
P-p-private client livin', private driver drivin' me
Puffin', smokin' till I fly, you'd think I'm private flyin' green
Up in London, Paris, Amsterdam, no Ken, I'm overseas
Who gon' slide? (Who gon' slide?)
Who gon' slack? (Who gon' slack?)
Bitch, I'm lookin' for you, keep 'em bullets packed (bullets packed)
I up that fire (up that fire)
Where ya at? (Where ya at?)
I'm a seven figure playa, chasin' racks (chasin' racks)
Seven-figure trigger, ain't uppin' it 'less there commas there (haha)
Beyond repair, Big Juice on a rampage for them dollars, yeah (oh, no, no)
Let 'em stare, got my balaclava, shoot the witness up (pop out, pop)
Paid off all the judges like Gotti, I got the system tucked (pop out, sip)
Rolled up in a leg lock (okay), this. 40 make his head pop (it does)
Big Shakewell on a mission, stack the bread until that shit rot (this shit, it rot)
We far from holy, 1nonly only one I'll slide for
Got plenty I would die for, they'll send you to the good Lord (send)
Where you at? Where you was? Bitch, I be off all them drugs (I'm off them drugs)
Got some homies call me Compa, got some others call me 'cause (call me 'cause)
Show me love, know it's fake, so I'm slidin' with my Drac' (slide my Drac')
He don't wanna meet his maker, that's okay, he'll meet his fate (sip)
Who gon' slide? (Who gon' slide?)
Who gon' slack? (Who gon' slack?)
Bitch, I'm lookin' for you, keep 'em bullets packed (bullets packed)
I up that fire (up that fire)
Where ya at? (Where ya at?)
I'm a seven-figure playa, I-I'm a seven-figure playa
Who gon' slide? (Who gon' slide?)
Who gon' slack? (Who gon' slack?)
Bitch, I'm lookin' for you, keep 'em bullets packed (bullets packed)
I up that fire (up that fire)
Where ya at? (Where ya at?)
I'm a seven-figure playa, chasin' racks (chasin' racks)
Chasin' racks
