BE$Gang - Slidin' N Vibin' lyrics

[Verse 1: Lil Kikke] God damn, gotta get it for my homie tho Yeah they talkin sh** but we all know them b**hes phony tho Got yellow b**hes, sippin purple feel like Kobe tho And I hope them b**hes get the picture ain't no Sony tho God damn, I gotta do it for the crew And don't question religion cuz you know that sh** is T.R.U f**ed her best friend, she ain't even got a clue And yeah we roll the green in the f**in bamboo Told that b**h I love her I don't even ever call her back Ain't no dentist but b**h im winning & you can see the plaque Pull up in a maybach and you pull up in a Pontiac You faker than the zodiac, you softer than a paperback And I got this good D like a f**in' Cornerback And I never worry cuz I know that Ima get it back b**h we f**in ready for the fetty, hoes be actin petty Loyal to the game, all eyez on me I feel like Macaveli All my b**hes dimes so I ain't f**in with a ugly Betty All about my cheese, my macaroni and the fettuccine I wish you would no genie Smokin green Zuchini Wet you up no Fiji p**y taste like kiwi All these b**hes need me All your b**hes kneedy All my b**hes feed me You can never be me b**h I feel like Cena you can never see me (OH LAWD) [Hook: Yung JB] Storm flood, Storm surge k**in these beats like its a purge I'm slidin' n vibin', manueverin' n coneivin' (x2) Storm flood, Storm surge k**in these beats like its a purge (x2) [Verse 2: Yung JB] Threesome with your b**h I make em' merge Slidin' n vibin' through traffic Practice this sh**, it's a tactic Beat it up like I'm Ca**ius Splitting the V like gymnastics p**y drippin like mola**es Water bottle bong, burn the plastic Surround me like a moat Riding me like a boat All over me like a coat Controlla like a remote Watch me do this sh** take notes Pencil in hand, rappin all over the land World upside down, hand stand Smile upside down, it's a frown Ass spherical Cus it's round Up on it where is my crown Now I'm the word around town Spent time lost, now I'm found D1 bound, shooting these shots I'll get caught I'll get caught smokin pot Look at the strand that I bought Look at the seeds that I grew Grow, roll, smoke not chew This how I do Rest in peace Uncle Stu Finessing this sh** , I'mma Jew [Beat Change] [Verse 3: Yung JB] Sharpshooter, but I rode bench Play no defense, chase me, hop the fence Heart broke, need a stent Surgery, remember but it's blurry Medicate, smoking green not celery b**h I'm straight, my hair was curly Jury on my side like a Glock Ammo in stock Load up, co*k my co*k Pa**in bullets out like John Stock Now they chase me Lil Boat waitin at the dock Riding & I ain't gettin caught No fight to be faught Already on my yacht Running this sh** and I cannot be stopped Cannot be plucked Water like an aqueduct Too much sauce for your girl, p**y lips cannot be shut Got me like yuck You with that sh**, boy you stuck Points lossed, that's reduct She cut you off, eyebrow gettin plucked b**h!