King Killumbia & Jay Oh
King Killumbia & Jay Oh & Teddy D
King Killumbia & Jay Oh
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King Killumbia & Jay Oh
King Killumbia & Jay Oh
King Killumbia & Jay Oh
King Killumbia & Jay Oh
King Killumbia & DhD & Jay Oh
King Killumbia & Jay Oh
King Killumbia & Natalac & Jay Oh
King Killumbia & Jayo Kushman & Jay Oh
King Killumbia & Jay Oh
King Killumbia & Jay Oh & DhD
King Killumbia & Jay Oh & Jayo Kushman
King Killumbia & J11 & Jay Oh
I see da fake in your eyes
Now I real-lize
You were never by my side
Only down for the ride
Narcissistic certified
Put away your pride, you lied
Found the truth you tried to hide
Now it's time for you to slide
I see da fake in your eyes
Now I real-lize
You were never by my side
Only down for the ride
Narcissistic certified
Put away your pride, you lied
Found the truth you tried to hide
Now it's time for you to slide
I don't need ya
Hop in the whip like see ya
Smokin' on gas in the bimmer
Backseat chillin' wit Tina
3% tint can't see ya
Done caught your girl on Cheaters
My ice soo cold like a freezer
In Beverly Hills like Weezer
They wanna be fresh like me
Walk & talk, tryin' to dress like me
Fake love ain't impressin' me
Stupid bitch ain't stressin' me
Beat the pussy up like a felony
No CDV but don't test me
5-0 won't catch me
Fuck you can't arrest me
Do what I gotta do
I ain't even worried about you
Do what I gotta do
You can't ever hang with the crew
I see da fake in your eyes
Now I real-lize
You were never by my side
Only down for the ride
Narcissistic certified
Put away your pride, you lied
Found the truth you tried to hide
Now it's time for you to slide
I see da fake in your eyes
Now I real-lize
You were never by my side
Only down for the ride
Narcissistic certified
Put away your pride, you lied
Found the truth you tried to hide
Now it's time for you to slide
Hoes hate it when I write on a track
Cuz I always diss 'em, they don’t like it when I rap
I’ve had to walk home with a knife in my back
But now I’m fueled up like I siphoned the gas
Gotta go, gotta stay in my lane
You know these hoes change, that’s why I don’t hang
All I do is sing & throw flames
Could have been something, now you’re just a no name
Nobody knows you, I don’t owe you
A motherfuckin' thing, I done told you
You don’t even know half the shit that I had to go through
All because you didn’t wanna go back to the old you
Everything I’m sayin' and spittin', this shit is so true
You just old news, now I’m back on the pro tools
Sippin' a cold brew, callin' the shots now
Spittin' the bullets, I could rip through a phone booth
Gettin' seven digit money, I just think this shit is funny
I'ma get a couple bunny’s
I'ma bust on their bellies & I'ma cum on their tummies
Hit them out in broad day, fuck 'em out when it’s sunny
And I’ma leave these hoes in the dark
Why’s my heart so cold I don’t know where to start
I just hit the road, blow o’s in the car
Seen the bitch in the rear view begging me to park
But I won’t
I see da fake in your eyes
Now I real-lize
You were never by my side
Only down for the ride
Narcissistic certified
Put away your pride, you lied
Found the truth you tried to hide
Now it's time for you to slide
Slide was written by King Killumbia & Jay Oh & DhD.
Slide was produced by Beat Demons.
King Killumbia released Slide on Mon Aug 29 2022.