Quavo - Slide On Em lyrics

[Intro] Young rich n***a sh**, know what I'm sayin'? [Hook: Quavo] Drop my top now My prices cut down Your n***as tough now Till they hear that gun sound (Baow, baow, baow, brrraow, baow, brrraow) Till they hear that gun sound (f** n***a, f** n***a, baow, baow, brrraow) Baow, baow, gun sound Slide on that n***a, slide on that n***a Slide on that n***a, slide on that n***a Drop my top now My prices cut down Your n***as tough now Till they hear that gun sound [Verse 1: Quavo] Keep my eyes on that n***a Keep my eyes on that n***a I put his stitches in lil pistols I got a drone that's digital Your n***a be talkin' tough But really don't wanna get physical n***a you run and we bust f** in your hoe while you cuff Whippin' in it to a rock up I don't do nothin' but pipe up I shoulda played for the Thunder But instead I trap with youngsta Sit on my money with comfort Spreading the dab ‘cross the country I do a show out in Spain and get back in go back to the gang I might go give him a 10, know it ain't nothin', go get a Mustang Damn they callin' my phone, they keep telling me that the dope is insane Pour out my liquor for all of my n***as that died or locked up in the chains [Hook] Drop my top now My prices cut down Your n***as tough now Till they hear that gun sound (Baow, baow, baow, brrraow, baow, brrraow) Till they hear that gun sound (f** n***a, f** n***a, baow, baow, brrraow) Baow, baow, gun sound Slide on that n***a, slide on that n***a Slide on that n***a, slide on that n***a Drop my top now My prices cut down Your n***as tough now Till they hear that gun sound [Verse 2: Offset + Blac Youngsta] Drop my top now, Lambo too loud Richest n***a in the car lot, me, my n***as, we don't fall out Get gunned down, better run now Watch what you say, cut your tongue out f** all that sh** that you talkin' bout Draco's we run in your momma's house Gra** so I can't see the snakes now I gotta come cut your lawn down My stuart little k**ers on frontline, they robbin', drug dealin', till sun down I pull up in curtain in privacy Smokin' on cookie, I know she acknowledge me She givin' me knowledge, psychology, I'm dabbin' the deal like somebody just body me I'll f** your baby moma while your kids there In the same house you pay your bills so you can live there If a n***a ever play with one of my Migo brothers, I'ma put him in a wheel chair We gangster so it is no fear here My lil k**ers they will k** you for real here Catch you in traffic is road k** We wipin' you lil n***a's nose here [Hook] Drop my top now My prices cut down Your n***as tough now Till they hear that gun sound (Baow, baow, baow, brrraow, baow, brrraow) Till they hear that gun sound (f** n***a, f** n***a, baow, baow, brrraow) Baow, baow, gun sound Slide on that n***a, slide on that n***a Slide on that n***a, slide on that n***a Drop my top now My prices cut down Your n***as tough now Till they hear that gun sound [Outro] Slide, slide, slide Slide, slide, slide Drop my top now My prices cut down Your n***as tough now Till they hear that gun sound Slide, slide, slide Slide, slide, slide Gun sound Slide on that n***a, slide on that n***a Slide on that n***a, slide on that n***a