East Side 350 (Ft. 1K Phew)

[Chorus: 350]
Uh, hey, don’t call me 3-5 from the Eastside just for nothin'
We could be fine, or you could be fried just for touchin'
This that Luther mindset (Brrt), peace of mind, never runnin' (Brrt)
Ain’t no peace signs when you reside where they love me, oh (Brrt, brrt, brrt)

[Verse 1: 350]
Uh, this ain’t my momma's son (Yeah, uh-huh)
I feel I’m on to some (Yeah, uh-huh)
Can’t help but bob or sum (Yeah, uh-huh)
Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
Can’t help from falling son (Yeah, uh-huh)
That’s on my momma son (Yeah, uh-huh)
Don’t come to borrow some, yeah, yeah
Running it, yeah, yeah
I feel like gunning it, yuh, yuh
Swerving and shunning it (Brrt), yuh, yuh
I cannot run from it, yuh, yuh
Thicker thе blood, thicker the front, they gonna follow it, yuh, yuh
Sick of thе blood, sick of the fronts, sick of 'em following, yuh
Pick a banger (Pick a banger)
Pick a singer (Pick a singer)
They ain’t Mike (That ain’t Mike)
We don’t blame 'em (We don’t blame 'em)
From the vibes from the side, ain’t no hangers (Ain’t no hangers)
Ain’t no lovers, ain’t no fighters, there’s just bangers