F*ck the otha side
That side ain't shit
Niggas can't f*ck with me
Nah it's so special way I fold my flag
An I'll bust yo head if it's bout dat cash
Give me a dickey I don't need that outfit (hol up)
A 305 fitted jus to match my kicks (hol up)
Cause bitch I'm live
F*ck tha otha side
N I'll say it twice
F*ck tha otha side
We in dis bitch deep smellin like a pound
And if you really want it you can get it right now
Yeah an I can't even lie
U can tell by my red ass eyes dat I'm high
I'm doing sign language screamin f*ck the otha side
Flougin ass niggas ain't nuttin but some lies
We deep niggas have bitchis like god
Them boys in that all black y
Mouths get wide
An bitches get dug
And bodies gettin lef in the middle a da club
N yeah we on dro
More den any otha hoe
Guns standin from the ceilin to the mathaf*ckin flo'
An we get I an we go jus like gettin it from da sto'
Leave it in the weight house with a dickey full a blow