Slding Wit Sticks Cayo Banks (Ft. Glo)
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[Intro: Shiloh Dinasty]
Don't want a sweet talk, she wonders why I
I don't trust nobody, not even her
Don't want a sweet talk, she wonders why I (Sil's a mastermind)
I don't trust nobody, not even her (Four3va)
Don't want a sweet talk, she wonders why I
I don't trust nobody, not even her
Don't want a sweet talk, she wonders why I
I don't trust nobody, not even her
[Verse 1: Glo]
Yeah, damn, I been feelin' so sick
What the fuck was you at? I was down to my deep
Me and bro, we was thuggin', tryna catch a hit
Always see him with racks, then we call him a leak
And I feel like a kid how I'm throwin' up fits
Bitch, I been in the fields, said, "Here, we gon' blitz"
I don't fuck with no crack, I don't fuck with no [?]
I got two [?] cups, now I'm pourin' up Tris
When I'm up with the Glock, nigga, know I don't miss
Know I'm uppin' that Glock, I ain't usin' my fists
ARP with the scope, damn, nigga gettin' kissed
Know we really slidin', wе ain't droppin' no diss
Niggas really hide it, I been poppin' my shit
Jumped out thе Porsche, I was still a legit
With the real ah kookoo, we slidin' with sticks
Don't want a sweet talk, she wonders why I
I don't trust nobody, not even her
Don't want a sweet talk, she wonders why I (Sil's a mastermind)
I don't trust nobody, not even her (Four3va)
Don't want a sweet talk, she wonders why I
I don't trust nobody, not even her
Don't want a sweet talk, she wonders why I
I don't trust nobody, not even her
[Verse 1: Glo]
Yeah, damn, I been feelin' so sick
What the fuck was you at? I was down to my deep
Me and bro, we was thuggin', tryna catch a hit
Always see him with racks, then we call him a leak
And I feel like a kid how I'm throwin' up fits
Bitch, I been in the fields, said, "Here, we gon' blitz"
I don't fuck with no crack, I don't fuck with no [?]
I got two [?] cups, now I'm pourin' up Tris
When I'm up with the Glock, nigga, know I don't miss
Know I'm uppin' that Glock, I ain't usin' my fists
ARP with the scope, damn, nigga gettin' kissed
Know we really slidin', wе ain't droppin' no diss
Niggas really hide it, I been poppin' my shit
Jumped out thе Porsche, I was still a legit
With the real ah kookoo, we slidin' with sticks
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