Front to the Side

Yeah front to the side bitch
To the side bitch
I ain't got time for your sad shit
Sad shit
Take a shot get nasty
Nasty
I don't give a fuck get trashy
Trashy yeah
Front to the side bitch
Yeah
I ain't got time for your sad shit
Nah
Take a shot start flashing
Brr
I don't give a fuck get trashed bitch
Brr ah

Yeah
Front to the side of my nuts
Get pulled by the cops
It's a bust yeah
Ooh
Yeah
Came with no clutch
In a Tesla truck
Like Elon Musk
Elon Musk yeah yeah
Yeah
Gas on a highway
Take a bend sideways
Feds in the dust yeah
Ooh yeah
Hit little mamma
With the k no drama
Got the magic touch
And I'm down for a baggy yeah
Yeah yeah hey
Lot of fucking hoes wanna have me
Uh yeah ah
Only fucking on my bad bitch
Pop pop
She a queen bee I'm a savage
Don't
Try to take advantage
Bitch I'm a ghost I could vanish
Black eyes like Billie Eilish
All you motherfuckers just average
Let a hoe dance for a dollar
She a sad bitch
Brr
Oh shit
You a fucking hoe
You a hoe bitch
You a dumb hoe
You a hoe hoe hoe
Shit
You a fucking hoe
You a hoe bitch
You a dumb hoe
You a hoe hoe hoe
Yeah
Down from the side to the east
Bitch coming at me get greased yeah
Six nine shots say cheese
Eating chow mein
From a Chinese
Smoke trees
Twenty mil I'm a beast

Yeah front to the side bitch
To the side bitch
I ain't got time for your sad shit
Sad shit
Take a shot get nasty
Nasty
I don't give a fuck get trashy
Trashy yeah
Front to the side bitch
Yeah
I ain't got time for your sad shit
Nah
Take a shot start flashing
Brr
I don't give a fuck get trashed bitch
Brr

Eighty track sesh
I ain't got time for your sad shit
Rolling deep down with my boys
On the mad shit
Mad shit
Better duck man or you get hit
Got them rams with the teeth
You gon' get bit
Ooh pop pop
Why you gotta chat all the vile shit
Sick shit
We could just party trap and get lit
Trapped in the trap no need to escape
Cause you know these pack gonna
Get me paid
Brr wait
Watch see the blue light raised
Raised
Shit
Better duck man it's a raid
Run
Quick so we don't get made
Now it's back to the trap
And I need to get paid
Paid
Racks and the straps gonna get me laid
But fuck that shit hoes step away
Step away
Dealing with these exes and shit they say
They say
Sniffing cocaine every day in May
Bro I've got no ops that
Be talking my name
Ooh
Just them ex bitches talking the same
That same
Jump off twitter bitch
Tell me I'm insane
Br
What's wrong baby
You still wanna be my main
Nah
Do you miss this dick and
Screaming my name
Pop pop
Sorry baby you're just
Not in my brain
Brr yeah
Quit crying bitch
Just tears in the rain
Yeah yeah
Got a new one now
And she likes I'm insane
Insane

Yeah front to the side bitch
To the side bitch
I ain't got time for your sad shit
Sad shit
Take a shot get nasty
Nasty
I don't give a fuck get trashy
Trashy yeah
Front to the side bitch
Yeah
I ain't got time for your sad shit
Nah
Take a shot start flashing
Brr
I don't give a fuck get trashed bitch
Brr ah
Yeah front to the side bitch
To the side bitch
I ain't got time for your sad shit
Sad shit
Take a shot get nasty
Nasty
I don't give a fuck get trashy
Trashy yeah
Front to the side bitch
Yeah
I ain't got time for your sad shit
Nah
Take a shot start flashing
Brr
I don't give a fuck get trashed bitch
Brr ah



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Writer(s): Martynas Zigmantas
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