203.Dani - Slip (feat. Famous Dro) Lyrics

I empty like all of my clips, I'm pointing my beam making sure you don't slip
I empty like all of my clips, I'm pointing my beam making sure you don't slip
Grabbing a blick and I'm walking out slick, Hop in the beamer, I'm bout to go whip
Niggas stay mad cause I f*cked on their bitch, That kid is a pussy, broke all of his ribs

I'm pouring my lean and I gave her a sip, I'm feeding her molly, my hands on her hips
Don't talk to people, they playing some tricks, And I don't like the world, I walk on it with drip
I'm f*cking your bitch and her tits in my hands, I'm racking up checks, depositing bands
Go to my school, all I see is some fans, Want a bad bitch with a ass and a tan

And I do what I want and I do what I can, I'm making more money so call me the man
I empty like all of my clips, I'm pointing my beam making sure you don't slip

(Famous dro)
I be in my thoughts, I be thinking too deep, They hate get the show and they don't stay discreet
My outfit up bein more, this shit ain't cheap, These niggas ain't working, it ain't hard to see

And for today, let's go make some bands, If he not supporting, then that ain't your mans
Miami South Beach where I go catch a tan, Them boys who just watching, they really be fans
Keep it with me, they lurk, Cause he not jamming, I bet that it work
Real life ain't no gulag, these hollows they hurt, Your family printing your face on a shirt

If you have a dream, then you better pursue it, I'm living proof man, just get up and do it
I keep collecting pecs, I been running right through them
Monastery drip on me, This shit straight from Medellin
I can't keep these bitches off me, Cause I'm way too f*cking clean

On my way up to the top, F*ck it, I want everything
If my gun can't get inside, Looks like I ain't going in
I empty like all of my clips, I'm pointing my beam making sure you don't slip
I empty like all of my clips, I'm pointing my beam making sure you don't slip

Gang, Niggas know I run the city man
Ayy yo Danny what up man
You know we in the booth, bout to turn shit up man, you know the vibe
Gang, Gang, Gang