DIS SIDE

[Intro]
Mhm, yeah, uh
Oh, oh, yeah
Yeah, uh

[Chorus]
Ain't no one fuckin' with us on this side
Fuckin' with me, better pray for your life
We be fuckin' shit up, we not regular guys
I pop up with your ho, she stay right on my side
Roll up that gas before I hop on the flight
'Bout to touchdown on Miami tonight
Scroll anywhere that you want, baby decide
Might start flexin' ho's that ain't even my type

[Verse]
Pull up with a bad bitch, no she ain't average (No)
We fell in love with the money, maybe the habits (Yeah-yeah)
We chasin' after them stacks, give a fuck about status (Status, status)
They always got something to say, like Stalin standing (Yeah)
And I'ma keep doing my thing just like how I planned it (Oh)
Welcome to Berler world, baby, this is another planet (Berler world)
We just get high off space, but I'm [?]
Smokin' that alien gas, I'm Anakin with the stash
My boy got a brand new Benz, and he crashed it
Then we pull up to the hotel to transfer
Miami beach, and we smokin' in traffic
In my high school, I was hoping to tap in
Really out here, I was making it happen
Never gave a fuck 'cause shit never mattered
Stackin' these racks, and I'm getting it faster
Fuckin' with us gonna be a disaster

[Chorus]
Ain't no one fuckin' with us on this side
Fuckin' with me, better pray for your life
We be fuckin' shit up, we not regular guys
I pop up with your ho, she stay right on my side
Roll up that gas before I hop on the flight
'Bout to touchdown on Miami tonight
Scroll anywhere that you want, baby decide
Might start flexin' ho's that ain't even my type