Fasten your helmet and keep your balance. In “Slide,” French word-smith Sopico zips through a neon-lit night where swagger, survival, and self-reflection collide. He boasts about wrist-heavy paychecks, outpaces rivals “two years ahead,” and treats life like a street race: one wrong move and you could end up “under the table.” Between witty anime nods and culinary shout-outs, he reminds us that money can make you “cuter,” yet danger is always one verse away. The beat glides, but the lyrics hit hard with questions about power, loyalty, and the high cost of ambition.
When the hook repeats “Slide,” Sopico is telling you to stay fluid, dodge obstacles, and keep moving whether you’re “here or there.” He decks his loved ones in affection, slams detractors with playful threats, and paints a world where only hustle, creativity, and tight bonds will help you outrun hunger. Think of the song as a late-night motorcycle ride through Paris: thrilling, risky, and impossible to ignore—just hold on and slide with the rhythm.