Bangg 3 – Slide Remix Lyrics

Slide Remix by Bangg 3

Released : 2018

It’s a bad bitch party you cannot get in
I can take ya man, pass ’em to my friends
I can’t shake ya hand, No I’m not your friend
I don’t fuck with bitches, I just want some bands, bitch
Bitches only turn up with they friends
I can’t make this shit up
I cannot pretend, bitch
And I heard you flexin’ with his bands
I know they not yours so don’t be acting like they is
So if you got them racks
Pussy nigga gimmi half then
Let me see them fuckin’ pounds you bringing in
Everytime you come around you yellin’ gas in
But you ain’t really gettin’ money yo grams go for ten, bitch

You don’t wanna hear that band bang bang bitch
Before I sneak up on you with that (bddddd, pow)
Ridin’ with 2 bitches smokin’ dodee
If a pussy bitch wanna beef talk to goldie, bitch
Bumped into a nigga I met before the glow
Always flexin’ with some bands but he ain’t got no dough
Niggas really broke all that little shit for show
Told that nigga I don’t want his ass bitches slow
You say you plugged him with the pounds I know you lyin’
Ain’t putting no money in my hands don’t wate my time
You can’t distract me lil bitch I’m on my grind
We don’t need no broke niggas yea bitch we fine, bitch

It’s a bad bitch party you cannot get in
I can take ya man, pass ’em to my friends
I can’t shake ya hand, No I’m not your friend
I don’t fuck with bitches, I just want some bands, bitch
Bitches only turn up with they friends
I can’t make this shit up
I cannot pretend, bitch
And I heard you flexin’ with his bands
I know they not yours so don’t be acting like they is
So if you got them racks
Pussy nigga gimmi half then
Let me see them fuckin’ pounds you bringing in
Everytime you come around you yellin’ gas in
But you ain’t really gettin’ money yo grams go for ten, bitch

They be like why [?] Your only future
Cause we don’t like bitches, they all some clit eaters
Dissin’ us for clout, call that bitch feeder
All you had to do is ask for a fucking future, bitch
Broke ass Bitches not allowed in the coupe
Fuck wrong witch you, get that cash or get the boot
Finessin’ all these niggas they be handing me them blues
Run them bands up that’s what a boss bitch do, bitch
Bitch I’m finna bang, bitches really lame
Next time you diss bitch you better say your name
Saying errthang bitch I ain’t got to lane
Bitches copy everything I got to my name

It’s a bad bitch party you cannot get in
I can take ya man, pass ’em to my friends
I can’t shake ya hand, No I’m not your friend
I don’t fuck with bitches, I just want some bands, bitch
Bitches only turn up with they friends
I can’t make this shit up
I cannot pretend, bitch
And I heard you flexin’ with his bands
I know they not yours so don’t be acting like they is
So if you got them racks
Pussy nigga gimmi half then
Let me see them fuckin’ pounds you bringing in
Everytime you come around you yellin’

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