
slyde - lil squeaky lyrics
[intro: lil squeaky]
it’s lil squeaky baby, we gon’ slide on these b*tches
slide on these b*tches hoe
[chorus: lil squeaky]
ayy we gon’ slide
i’ma hop on your block with the glock
and i’ll pop at your c*ck, ready or not we gon’ slide
make your b*tch kiss the tip of my d*ck
and she strip, i stay with all that sh*t till i die
i been trappin’ too hard, now i smell like a fart
you get played like guitar by my guys
never snitch, yeah, i keep tellin’ lies
whenever i pull up, you know we gon’ slide
[verse 1: biggie b]
ayy, you already know who it is
it’s biggie b on the track
not from harvard, but i’m masked
speed camp got me goin’ fast
i’ma pull up on your ass
i’m so sorry, mom and dad
[verse 2: lil cement block]
*peeing, explosions, peter griffin, and michael jackson’s “billie jean”*
[chorus: lil squeaky]
ayy we gon’ slide
i’ma hop on your block with the glock
and i’ll pop at your c*ck, ready or not we gon’ slide
make your b*tch kiss the tip of my d*ck
and she strip, i stay with all that sh*t till i die
i been trappin’ too hard, now i smell like a fart
you get played like guitar by my guys
never snitch, yeah, i keep tellin’ lies
whenever i pull up, you know we gon’ slide
[verse 3: white fury]
i’m with lil squeaky
lot of people think jog gang a meme
we gon’ pull up on your block and pee
if i’m being honest, you’re not as talented as me
white light, r.i.p. screw
jog gang outside, we a scary*ass crew
plug my new album while i blow out the speakers
i see why you’re ballin’ while you in the bleachers
your b*tch stack score is 18.75 billion
and you think she’s a keeper
you think you know jog gang lore, but it go deeper
who’s goin’ up next? tell us who’s on the track
[verse 4: lil bronchitis]
raaaaaaahhhhhh
whoooooooooooooo
you are a dreamer
yo b*tch, watch my youtube videos
b*tch, i’m recording in my studio
[chorus: lil squeaky]
ayy we gon’ slide
i’ma hop on your block with the glock
and i’ll pop at your c*ck, ready or not we gon’ slide
make your b*tch kiss the tip of my d*ck
and she strip, i stay with all that sh*t till i die
i been trappin’ too hard, now i smell like a fart
you get played like guitar by my guys
never snitch, yeah, i keep tellin’ lies
whenever i pull up, you know we gon’ slide
[verse 4: lil squeaky]
ay, ay, ay
hey little dude, i’m trying to hop on a plane in time
just kiddin’, that’s a private plane i fly
i’m gon’ stay in the sky like all d*mn day
and i’ma land touchdown right in taipei
she a snack, so i put her in my shopping cart
put my pp in her mouth, cause she appreciate my art
nerf or nothin’, baby, you won’t even see my darts
she got x*ray vision, yeah, she can read my farts
eat her out like kit*kat, i get that kick back
my hair sl!ck back, you can’t get your b*tch back
she suck me like tic*tac, she gon’ ride piggyback
on the track with biggie b, lil cement block, and white fury and lil bronchitis, my girl got arthritis
she achin’ when she smash, but i swear she the tightest
they told me out of all the indian dudes in the world
i’m the whitest and i believe that
[chorus: lil squeaky]
ayy we gon’ slide
i’ma hop on your block with the glock
and i’ll pop at your c*ck, ready or not we gon’ slide
make your b*tch kiss the tip of my d*ck
and she strip, i stay with all that sh*t till i die
i been trappin’ too hard, now i smell like a fart
you get played like guitar by my guys
never snitch, yeah, i keep tellin’ lies
whenever i pull up, you know we gon’ slide
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