Noah Caine - Glide lyrics

[Verse 1: Noah Caine] This sh** might not look familiar We switched out the fake for the realer Cause we know these streets got a code That's cause we grew up round k**ers Rock all white like a saint Swerve lames through the paint Real n***as what you ain't Your dream date's running late Show her the city she's riding with me In the pa**enger seat with her feet on the dash She's coming through and she's bringing her women And all of them thick and they're smoking on gas She's got a body to show like we're sinning in Vegas Not worried 'bout taking it fast I got my eyes on this money Gon' hustle forever I'm thinking 'bout making it last I treat all my exes like ghosts Need gold trophies, make a toast This for y'all motherf**ers sleeping I swear y'all promote me the most If Half ain't the best that's a problem You talk disrespect that's a problem My b**hes be faded and popping Smoke more than White girls in college I got the eye and ear I make your hoe disappear You n***as be stuck in the rear She said the fire's over here We working them phones every day Them pick ups be keeping us straight Your circle got room for the fakes That's why you be dealing with snakes Dollars get thrown when she f**s with that pole Got my n***as in here and we came for a show Again and again and again and again Cause they know we the plug and they all in a row I got that juice and my n***as is good Up in all of them hoods that you won't even go I say the word and she's stuck in the moment She's doing some things that you don't even know Might pull up and k** the whole party If I get this 'fit off that's a body My n***a it is what it is And it ain't what you thought you was plotting Once I go in there's no stopping My shooters like Malone and Stockton They got me like Pippen and Rodman Bring gadgets they Gotham like Batman and Robin Y'all just some internet n***as Y'all just be stalking these b**hes She let me blow out her frame Even when her man is still in the picture I'm off that Henny and loud That weak sh** is never allowed She been feeling a n***a Since I walked on that stage and she's been in the crowd Might give these n***as all my old hoes See them b**hes hating through my ojos Flow so muy caliente Counting young money with an old soul Pour up let's do it again Tell her bring more of her friends We some super villains, I just want to k** it n***a f** your feelings, 'til the end Make no mistake I'mma get it however These streets they don't love you, you're all on your own They put that crack in the hood Had your grand daddy tweaking And now they want you on parole All of my n***as are with it Push them to they limit, they busting and taking your soul She hold it down for a n***a for real Got my foot on they neck and my eyes on the throne If Half ain't the best that's a problem Talk disrespect that's a problem f** up a check when we mobbin' Protect your neck if you got it That money you want it go get it I'm tryina triple them digits Them demons be stalking a n***a Them corners got robbers and k**ers