My Side
Ay
Heard u was into me
Heard my songs
Watched my videos
Now u lowkey feelin me
This music thing keep a nigga wrapped up
No time to get sick of me
Only flu I got is when I'm on these songs
Take that literally
I know you can picture me
Know you can visualize
My hands on them thighs
Take a lil joy ride
Bumpin that old Tiller
Exchange
While the sunset
Tryna catch a lil vibe
Fuck round
End up in a fender bender
Thinking bout the things I wanna do to you
I'm tryna get next to you
Give a damn bout who textin u
Fuck boys on line one
Jealous hoes on line two
Told you bout that envy
Don't let them hoes come and line u
Fly nigga
Wit options
That's a big fish
Wit a side of fries
On me
U the baddest walkin
At least In my eyes
Wont u you come to my side
My side
Meet me off on my side
My side
Its poppin off on my Side
My Side
Wont u come to my side
My side
Wont u you come to my side
My side
Meet me off on my side
My side
Its poppin off on my Side
My Side
Wont u come to my side
My side yea yea
Ayyy
Glad u came
Got a big squad asking bout u
That's young Chris
And that's big Royce
My nigga Chip in the cut too
Fam only, Like emergencies
Can't let no randoms get close
Not a fan of gettin jammed up
So I keep my nut from burnt toast
Red Gold always got seeds
Big plug if u want some tree
Shr3ddy Murph in this bitch too
That's bro bro cuz he keep it g
Barbeque in the back
Watch for the neighbors out in the front
Come outside lightin up Newport's
They gon tell the cops it was blunts
Always hatin on us cuz we turnt up
Since day one when we turned up
Ownin shit in my late 20s
Old ass nigga get ya earnings up
Wave at em like a high tide
Can't never let em kill my vibe
It's levels to this shit girl
Its a high rise
U should come to my side
My side
Meet me off on my side
My side
Its poppin off on my Side
My Side
Wont u come to my side
My side
Wont u you come to my side
My side
Meet me off on my side
My side
Its poppin off on my Side
My Side
Wont u come to my side
My side (Yea yea)
Tellin me then other niggas lame
You don't fuck with them so don't
I ain't gotta call off work
I do anything I want
I know sometime my life is fuckn crazy
But they pay me
I got everything I want except a lady
U should come to my side
My side
Meet me off on my side
My side
Its poppin off on my Side
My side
Wont u come to my side
My side Yea Yea
Heard u was into me
Heard my songs
Watched my videos
Now u lowkey feelin me
This music thing keep a nigga wrapped up
No time to get sick of me
Only flu I got is when I'm on these songs
Take that literally
I know you can picture me
Know you can visualize
My hands on them thighs
Take a lil joy ride
Bumpin that old Tiller
Exchange
While the sunset
Tryna catch a lil vibe
Fuck round
End up in a fender bender
Thinking bout the things I wanna do to you
I'm tryna get next to you
Give a damn bout who textin u
Fuck boys on line one
Jealous hoes on line two
Told you bout that envy
Don't let them hoes come and line u
Fly nigga
Wit options
That's a big fish
Wit a side of fries
On me
U the baddest walkin
At least In my eyes
Wont u you come to my side
My side
Meet me off on my side
My side
Its poppin off on my Side
My Side
Wont u come to my side
My side
Wont u you come to my side
My side
Meet me off on my side
My side
Its poppin off on my Side
My Side
Wont u come to my side
My side yea yea
Ayyy
Glad u came
Got a big squad asking bout u
That's young Chris
And that's big Royce
My nigga Chip in the cut too
Fam only, Like emergencies
Can't let no randoms get close
Not a fan of gettin jammed up
So I keep my nut from burnt toast
Red Gold always got seeds
Big plug if u want some tree
Shr3ddy Murph in this bitch too
That's bro bro cuz he keep it g
Barbeque in the back
Watch for the neighbors out in the front
Come outside lightin up Newport's
They gon tell the cops it was blunts
Always hatin on us cuz we turnt up
Since day one when we turned up
Ownin shit in my late 20s
Old ass nigga get ya earnings up
Wave at em like a high tide
Can't never let em kill my vibe
It's levels to this shit girl
Its a high rise
U should come to my side
My side
Meet me off on my side
My side
Its poppin off on my Side
My Side
Wont u come to my side
My side
Wont u you come to my side
My side
Meet me off on my side
My side
Its poppin off on my Side
My Side
Wont u come to my side
My side (Yea yea)
Tellin me then other niggas lame
You don't fuck with them so don't
I ain't gotta call off work
I do anything I want
I know sometime my life is fuckn crazy
But they pay me
I got everything I want except a lady
U should come to my side
My side
Meet me off on my side
My side
Its poppin off on my Side
My side
Wont u come to my side
My side Yea Yea
Credits
Writer(s): Bobby James Murphy-finnegan
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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