Slow Down

Yo

I told the driver, "Slow down," I seen a face that's familiar

Squeeze the Glock, I'ma turn the block into Syria

Headshots any time Booter steps

Flat heads in the spinner or you might lose your head (Baow)

If I lose my shit, then you'll lose your whip

F Block, you know my sides full of lunatics (Gang)

I got police on my back, but I'm used to this

I swear my life's like a scene from a movie clip (I swear)

We ain't tryna dead the beef (Nah)

I just got a new link for some extra teeth

Big Glock .19 stays next to me

Blood splatters on the floor is how I left the scene (Tapе)

I did a mazza for my dead bro (Baow)

Drive-by, yo, I'm slapping guys ten toеs (Grrah)

You weren't there when I was down and I was dead broke (Facts)

Little bitch, don't be sendin' me no XO's (Bitch), nah, yo

Them yutes are fake, I see it in their eyes (I see it)

He ain't tryna shoot, don't be steppin' in the ride (Pussy)

Seventeen to life, I was lookin' in the dot

Came home, me and A made a killin' off the block

Ask about, you know the name rings (Ask dem)

Bro came with a Glock, I did the same thing (Facts)

Trey spin main road and let the trey sing (Bah, bah)

They keep hatin', real stars in the makin'

They can't stop nothin' (Nah), no, we're not stoppin' (No)

Real Kurds, we got the block poppin'

We stay winnin', but the opps stay rottin' (Dead)

We lose waps and buy another one, no problem (Fuck that)

Free G and free AD (Free dem)

If I see an opp, then I'm spinnin' one-eighty (Spinnin')

I know they hate me, 'cause I pocket tried and God saved me (Ha-ha)

Eighteen, I dodged a eighteen

I keep gettin' raided, they won't leave me alone

If it's time to ride out, then I'm leavin' my phone

I slapped— in his wig, I made him leak out his dome

Better mind where you stay and how you sleep in your house

Catch us schemin' on opps or we creepin' about

Big waps in the car, hear a screech on the boaw

Actions speak loud, we don't type on the 'net

I'm a G in my raps and live in the flesh (Gang)

I don't need to lie, the streets know what I did

I got him shot by the shops

I got him slapped where he lives

You know it's us that's been takin' them trips

Any violation, we tryna take off his wig, baow