Both Sides Hit-Boy & SOB X RBE
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[Intro: Slimmy B]
Uh
Uh
Nigga
Hit-Boy
Uh
[Verse 1: Slimmy B]
A broke bitch really ain't my type (Hell nah)
I ain’t catching feelings, LOL, I'm catching flights (Broke bitch)
'Woods back to back got a nigga so high
Got a hundred in the bank, really drink, no lie (Lil’ nigga)
Glock .40, 23 like Mike
Had to throw the clear on, all this motherfuckin' ice (All this ice)
In the lab, makin' slaps all day and all night
Hit-Boy, BlocBoy, when I slide, look alive (Lil' nigga)
And I wish a nigga would like I'm K.Dot (Like I'm K.Dot)
Let my chain hang, tryna take, that's a face-shot (Nigga, what?)
Niggas want me to fall off but I can't stop (Huh? Huh?)
Big body, hoppin’ out the back of that Maybach (Skrrt)
Real North nigga (Nigga), real C nigga (Real C nigga)
Y’all don't really wanna funk, y’all wanna be niggas (Bitch)
Real street nigga, and I'm a beast, nigga
Get to buckin' with that drake, let it eat, nigga, bitch
[Chorus: Yhung T.O.]
Opps try to slide, grab that Draco
Tell that nigga pick a side, we don't play both
Let this Glock paint a nigga like it’s Maaco
Chain hittin', told that bitch it's a rainbow
Finna pull up on they block and let that K blow
And if you never pulled a skit then you can't go
Bounce out gang, bitch, we aim close
And look a nigga in his eyes when we take souls
Uh
Uh
Nigga
Hit-Boy
Uh
[Verse 1: Slimmy B]
A broke bitch really ain't my type (Hell nah)
I ain’t catching feelings, LOL, I'm catching flights (Broke bitch)
'Woods back to back got a nigga so high
Got a hundred in the bank, really drink, no lie (Lil’ nigga)
Glock .40, 23 like Mike
Had to throw the clear on, all this motherfuckin' ice (All this ice)
In the lab, makin' slaps all day and all night
Hit-Boy, BlocBoy, when I slide, look alive (Lil' nigga)
And I wish a nigga would like I'm K.Dot (Like I'm K.Dot)
Let my chain hang, tryna take, that's a face-shot (Nigga, what?)
Niggas want me to fall off but I can't stop (Huh? Huh?)
Big body, hoppin’ out the back of that Maybach (Skrrt)
Real North nigga (Nigga), real C nigga (Real C nigga)
Y’all don't really wanna funk, y’all wanna be niggas (Bitch)
Real street nigga, and I'm a beast, nigga
Get to buckin' with that drake, let it eat, nigga, bitch
[Chorus: Yhung T.O.]
Opps try to slide, grab that Draco
Tell that nigga pick a side, we don't play both
Let this Glock paint a nigga like it’s Maaco
Chain hittin', told that bitch it's a rainbow
Finna pull up on they block and let that K blow
And if you never pulled a skit then you can't go
Bounce out gang, bitch, we aim close
And look a nigga in his eyes when we take souls
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