[Chorus: Young Slo-Be]
Cold demon, but I could show you even colder spot
Nightingale with pipe on me, elbow, quarter knot
Ayy, ayy, push up on the suckers, I heard they on they block
He went live, the fuck they at? Them niggas gone
Ooh-wee, you never know when we slide, don't pull out cameraphones
Let 'em tell it, man, we just some rappers
Last I remember, I was the shit, I couldn't afford no Pampers
Faker step, we finna clear the block
[Verse 1: Young Slo-Be]
It's kinda funny how you lied and said somebody shot
We switch guns after drills, you got the same Glock
Ayy, ayy, we tiptoe, we don't got no socks
Air Max a nigga ass out with this baby chop
Slidin', bitch, you know I'm slidin', nigga
When the car slow, it's like I come in perfect timin', nigga
I just left to get some cho, I ain't hidin', nigga
The fuck, nigga? (It's the gang)
[Chorus: Young Slo-Be]
Cold demon, but I could show you even colder spot
Nightingale with pipe on me, elbow, quarter knot
Ayy, ayy, push up on the suckers, I heard they on they block
He went live, the fuck they at? Them niggas gone
Ooh-wee, you never know when we slide, don't pull out cameraphones
Let 'em tell it, man, we just some rappers
Last I remember, I was the shit, I couldn't afford no Pampers
Faker step, we finna clear the block
Cold demon, but I could show you even colder spot
Nightingale with pipe on me, elbow, quarter knot
Ayy, ayy, push up on the suckers, I heard they on they block
He went live, the fuck they at? Them niggas gone
Ooh-wee, you never know when we slide, don't pull out cameraphones
Let 'em tell it, man, we just some rappers
Last I remember, I was the shit, I couldn't afford no Pampers
Faker step, we finna clear the block
[Verse 1: Young Slo-Be]
It's kinda funny how you lied and said somebody shot
We switch guns after drills, you got the same Glock
Ayy, ayy, we tiptoe, we don't got no socks
Air Max a nigga ass out with this baby chop
Slidin', bitch, you know I'm slidin', nigga
When the car slow, it's like I come in perfect timin', nigga
I just left to get some cho, I ain't hidin', nigga
The fuck, nigga? (It's the gang)
[Chorus: Young Slo-Be]
Cold demon, but I could show you even colder spot
Nightingale with pipe on me, elbow, quarter knot
Ayy, ayy, push up on the suckers, I heard they on they block
He went live, the fuck they at? Them niggas gone
Ooh-wee, you never know when we slide, don't pull out cameraphones
Let 'em tell it, man, we just some rappers
Last I remember, I was the shit, I couldn't afford no Pampers
Faker step, we finna clear the block
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