Slim - Nick
By Orlando Mclean
[Intro]
You gotta love it how we getting splifted over blunted
Drinking like you a'int got a stomach stacking tens dubs
Fifties and the hundreds
You gotta love it how we getting spliff over blunted
Drinking like you a'int got a stomach stacking tens dubs
Fifties and the hundreds
[Chorus]
Listen clearly when i halla to let you hear this be an honor
Cause i always been a leader never known to be a follower
Think i got it from my father an life been my teacher
So know Street Mind of Business a'int al about a dollar
[verse]
Said check it
Its slim nick with the wrist lit
They'll lick shots when this playing this playing up in ya district
This like a head crack from rolling a trip six
I'm on the get back from breaking down the logistics
My liquor mixed with tropical haze mystic with a tropical babe
She know my waves so she'll lip sync
I'm from a place where the roof top is zinc
So if you said you seen snow you must have been drinking
A little too much
Some people rather sit on the sidelines and hate than get together and move up
Mad as Bobby Bushay when the spat inside of his cooler
{For what} if i knew the answer to that then i probably would have
Gave it to yawl
But i been thinking really thinking gone since November
Some don't know where he been since but in an instance
Could be back in the loop cause Street M.O.B always stacking that
Loot gotta feel me
[Chorus]
Listen clearly when i halla to let you hear this be an honor
Cause i always been a leader never known to be a follower
Think i got it from my father an life been my teacher
So know Street Mind of Business a'int all about a dollar