(Hillside or no side, nigga, real 600 shit)
(Mom, Roddy's making hits again)
She my number one hoe
F*ck the backdoor, my niggas coming through the front door
I know you saying that you love me, I can't fall in love though
'Cause you a glake ass bitch, baby, we don't love those, uh, yeah
Tote that four-four, lil' nigga
Better close that backdoor, lil' nigga
We'll really take yo' shit, you better act poor, lil' nigga
We'll send a hundred shots right through that glass door, lil' nigga
I love the Hellcats, but I really want that M4, lil nigga
Skrrrt, run a nigga over
556 knock his car over
I'm tryna f*ck, bitch, come over, huh
No, I ain't trolling
Boy, that's a Citi', not a Rollie, still'll take that shit
Walk down this block and you gon' die, you can't escape that shit
I seen you kiss her on the lips, how could you date that bitch?
'Cause everybody f*cking know that she a glake ass bitch
I ain't gon' lie, I did my shit, I had to take that risk
Don't care bout nothin', 'bout the money, gotta make that shit
Run down with hella f*ckin' sticks, boy, we'll Drac' yo' shit
He stole my whole f*ckin' flow, he tried to Drake my shit
I pray to God that you think twice before you try to take my shit
We send them shots at 5:45, he in a lake by 6:00
I'on even know what the f*ck I'm saying, I just had to talk my shit
I just had to talk my shit
Hillside or no side, know what the f*ck goin' on, nigga, real 600 shit
RTG, I'm really the greatest, stop playing with me, bitch