Don’t Slip

(Hook)

When we come around , don’t slip, (don’t slip)
Don’t slip, (don’t slip) cashgotracks
All my shit landing, ain’t gone miss
Keep a grip or that’s it!
I know she gone suck me off the rip
Too legit, gotta split
Said I was the best
Now I’m convinced
I’m just him


(Verse1)

California rari chopped the top off
Ain’t the real thing, boy you a knock off
Bitch I’m solid as rock, what’s her name
Oh she a pop, only got mileage for a thot
Conceited Records come & shop
Gotta push the start stop
Tryna pull up in some shit make a bitch heart stop
Tired of n***as talking bout what they gone do to me
I be moving dolo but you know I keep my boo wit me
Chef gone act a fool bout me, & we snatching jewelry
All these dead presi's in my pockets read the eulogy

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Hopped up out the bed & then I board a plane
Cut that bitch off she was playin games
I can’t fuck wit her she fucked too many lames (Way too many lames) Out in La smoking good gas I got every strain
& the swag Crucial boy stay in yo lane
Hit chicken spot I want a plain Jane, 9pc wings

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(Verse2) - Shotta Spence

Everyday i'm stacking, everyday i'm stacking
My life a feature film without all the actin
Ya bitch came with me she in my lap, lappin'
She slobbing on my dragon, get this bitch a napkin
Keep on getting higher until my view is massive
Until y'all look like ants & my whip is an arachnid
I got this flow from chino, shoutout e4p
We been up on this fly shit since 2003
Damn it i'm so wavy & i'm moving fluid
I don't telegraph my moves baby i just do it
I see the sauce burglars bite the swag & chew it
Tryna copy me & young cash that's foolish
I'm on top fuck you thought
Too thirsty for the clout yea you parched
Got the talk well where's the walk
Yea we stick to the money protocol


(Hook)

When we come around , don’t slip, (don’t slip)
Don’t slip, (don’t slip) cashgotracks
All my shit landing, ain’t gone miss
Keep a grip or that’s it!
I know she gone suck me off the rip
Too legit, gotta split
Said I was the best
Now I’m convinced
I’m just him