(Fatman you did this?)
Bitch, waddup (Yeah)
Ay, bitch waddup (Yeah)
Ay, bitch waddup (Yeah)
(Fatman you did this?)
Bitch, waddup (Yeah)
Ay, bitch waddup (Yeah)
Ay, bitch waddup (Yeah)
(They got Wooski on the mix)
Yeah yeah
[Chorus]
Ayy, bitch, waddup (Waddup)
They say they on they block, it's time to slide, fuck 'em up
Ayy, lil' bro walking up, masked up, suited up
Ayy, catch 'em by the store, up the pole, shoot it up
Ayy, switch up on a Glock, make him hop, double dutch
Ayy, lil' bro over cold, he got two poles, doubled up
Ayy, glizzy that's my dog, he'll catch you, bite you up
Ayy, treat the opps like blunts, hit a cut, light 'em up
[Verse]
Don't hype him up 'cause he a die
Have your whole block cry, his balloons in the sky
Now the opps want me dead, so I tell em come try
But I slide first, all they hear is
Fire, fire, fire, that's that nick, nigga
Ayy, that's how I'm coming bitch
Like a track-star, I'm on my block really runnin' shit
I do this shit in real life, boy this shit is not a skit
Member putting tape up on the mag just to make it fit
I remember sliding every day, I wasn't at the park
I ain't have a lighter, but I really had to make a spark
Keep that iron on me like my real name was Tony Stark
All you see is spark spark spark, I'm tryna leave a mark, nigga
[Chorus]
Ayy, bitch, waddup (Waddup)
They say they on they block, it's time to slide, fuck 'em up
Ayy, lil' bro walking up, masked up, suited up
Ayy, catch 'em by the store, up the pole, shoot it up
Ayy, switch up on a Glock, make him hop, double dutch
Ayy, lil' bro over cold, he got two poles, doubled up
Ayy, glizzy thats my dog, he'll catch you, bite you up
Ayy, treat the opps like blunts, hit a cut, light 'em up
(Fatman you did this?)