Sideshow

[Verse 1]
Shawty like answer yo phone I’m up at the telly
She want want the dick in her belly
I’m like I’ll answer my phone whenever I’m ready
Right now I’m keeping shit steady
She say she don’t like the way that I flex
Lil bitch you lucky yo ass not my ex
I’ll do some shit make you cry make you stress
Fuck hoes on video and send to my ex
Bet you don’t wanna be apart of that mess
I’ll drop a bitch and then stack me a check
Niggas be mad 'cause they heard I’m up next
Real butt-hurt 'cause I fucked on they ex
I ain't give a fuck I was waiting like next
Didn't even fuck I only got the neck
Got lost in a bubble trying to get a check
Hit him with the double hollows out the tech

[Hook]
Bitch we finna slide
It ain’t no getting away 'cause my niggas killing this time
Bitch we finna ride
We coming through with the k we knocking the brains out yo mind
Don’t give a fuck 'bout a nigga that's throwing the shade we knocking the bones out yo spine
Niggas be actin like I’m finna give 'em some money, bitch you ain’t getting a dime

Bitch we finna slide
It ain’t no getting away 'cause my niggas killing this time
Bitch we finna ride
We coming through with the k we knocking the brains out yo mind
Don’t give a fuck 'bout a nigga that's throwing the shade we knocking the bones out yo spine
Niggas be actin like I’m finna give 'em some money, bitch you ain’t getting a dime

[Verse 2]
And I don’t give a fuck 'bout the shit that you rapping nigga
I'll come and smack a nigga
I know you put up and you trying to hide from niggas
But I’m still gon' slide on niggas
And you be claiming like you really 'bout it nigga
Until I come find you nigga
I’m not no motherfucking pushover bitch
That’s why you scared to come try me nigga
I got this shit out the motherfucking trap
Back home ain’t no game in the Nap
Niggas steady getting took off the map
Got ran out the city by law and that's facts
Niggas be claiming they really want smoke with me
Boy you a hoe to me
My killers will blow for free
If not get you gone for cheap
You don’t want war with me
I got this shit out the bubble
I got in way too much trouble
Hit the block once then I double
Make the bullets and you cuddle
Or I'll beat yo ass with a shovel
I done came from the struggle
I got my foot out the puddle
I got this shit on the double
All of you rappers is funny to me, you had the rock but you fumbled
Had the shit and then you stumbled
Hate when y'all rap and y'all mumble
Y'all niggas ain’t trying to rumble
You don’t know nothing 'bout no hustle
You ain’t came up out the jungle
I left the village like mumble
Only look up to my momma
And I look up to my fam
Talking that shit, I'mma blam
Cook his ass up like some ham
Then go roll a spliff with some grams