Other Side (feat. VoidxedWarranty)

Find me uh, find me a bitch that claims, that they really be bout the shit

Find me a **** who ain't with the cappin

You know really tryna go stack the shit

Yeah I'd rather go stack the shit

Be claim you got money, But nothin' be happenin

Bitch, go ask for my fascist

Yeah, face in her neck take her blood like I'm Dracula

Stackin' up money, you know that I'm fast enough

They ridin, that dick, lil' bitch, you not fast enough

If I dash on the highway, the police not catchin' us

Catchin' us, catchin' us, The police not catchin' us

These ****'s be Ketchup, not Mustard

I'm fuckin' your bitch in the gut like a custard

I told lil' shorty, I need some subtle

Fuckin' that bitch and then grip on that muscle

Told a lil' bitch, and I'm grabbin' her thigh

Aim in lil' bitch, I slip and I slide

Don't grip on my side, yeah

If I walk down in the crib, lil' bitch, don't you cry

And don't be surprised, yeah

The poster of the goofy dead, been posted up outside

Wasn't one of the **** causin' trouble

Was one of the **** on the other side

On the other side, you were my light

Yeah, baby, tell me why the fuck we fight

Uh, yeah, baby, why'd you lie

Uh, you know two wrongs never make a right

I do not blame you

I'da hate me if I was you too, (uh hu)

Yeah, steppin' where they don't step, uh

Balenciaga shoes, uh

They don't like me, and I fight back

I'm smokin' this pack, and I light that, uh

They in a hearse, with a verse, uh

Like, where the fuck my mic at

I'm in this motherfucker cruise, so slow

I'm ice cold, Eskimo

I said that, I'm feelin' like Joe

I'm poppin' outside of my show

I style on belt from my shoe to my buckle

I know you're hatin, ass trouble

I'm way too pop like a bubble

Yeah, you go March on the double

But she like the way I like her ways, uh

Yeah, she like the way I grab up on her waist or on her face, uh

Yeah, you broke and you a waste, uh

I'm smokin' on this shit, yeah it's that Lemon Haze, uh

Yeah, somebody help these people, uh

They'll be lost for sure, uh

I'm eatin' all these beats, uh

Just like a carnivore, uh

Hot sauce, I'ma need it, uh

But this drip, I'ma bleed it, uh

I'm keepin' some of these secrets a secret

Gettin' my money too frequent (uh hu)