[Intro]
Jelly
Jelly
Aye
Aye
Jelly
Aye, aye, aye

[Chorus]
Slide on a n***a, pull up on a n***a (you know we slidin’)
‘bout it, ‘bout it, man, I’m ridin’ with some pistols (with the shottas)
Slide on a n***a, pull up on a n***a (know we slidin’)
‘bout it, ‘bout it, man, I’m ridin’ with some killas (I’m with the shottas)
Slide on a n***a, pull up on a n***a (you know we slidin’)
‘bout it, ‘bout it, man, I’m ridin’ with some pistols (with the shottas)
Slide on a n***a, pull up on a n***a (know we slidin’)
‘bout it, ‘bout it, man, I’m ridin’ with some killas

[Verse 1]
Pull up to the trenches, you can catch me in a [?] (I’m slidin’)
40 in my jacket, I could smoke you like a swisher (Jelly)
You know I hang with killers, so I gotta keep a pistol (shotta)
Slap her and some shottas, man, they lay there by the bushes (body)
Slide on a n***a, ride on a n***a (know we slidin’)
Pull up to your momma house and get to shootin’ head (ha)
Got some n***as sellin’ duffel out the kitchen (kitchen)
‘bout it ‘bout it in the stollas in the clippers (slidin’)
[Chorus]
Slide on a n***a, pull up on a n***a (you know we slidin’)
‘bout it, ‘bout it, man, I’m ridin’ with some pistols (with the shotas)
Slide on a n***a, pull up on a n***a (know we slidin’)
‘bout it, ‘bout it, man, I’m ridin’ with some killas (I’m with the shotas)
Slide on a n***a, pull up on a n***a (you know we slidin’)
‘bout it, ‘bout it, man, I’m ridin’ with some pistols (with the shotas)
Slide on a n***a, pull up on a n***a (know we slidin’)
‘bout it, ‘bout it, man, I’m ridin’ with some killas