[Intro]
Let's get it
Squad
Fuck the other side
Will-Will-Will-William
[Chorus]
I'ma spazz on you niggas, I say fuck the other side (Fuck 'em)
Keep playin' with a check, gettin' money 'til I die (Beep, beep)
So much pain inside, but it's so hard for me to cry (What?)
I done gained a lotta money, but I done lost a lotta guys (Squad)
So, I say fuck the other side, I say fuck the other side (Fuck 'em)
I say fuck the other side, I say fuck the other side
I'ma spaz on you niggas, I say fuck the other side (What?)
I say fuck the other side, I say fuck the other side (What?)
[Verse 1]
I'ma pull up on yo' block, I'ma fuckin' drop some
Niggas better pray to God, better hope the cops come
Got a .40, Juice got a .30, Caper got a drum
It's gon' be a bloody scene, man you don't want none
I'ma spazz on you niggas, I say fuck the other side
I'ma pull up on blocks, kill sons, mamas cry
And it's fucked up in the streets
I sell drugs, they wonder why
Lookin' for the lean, man I'm just tryna get high
Heard these niggas sneak diss, don't make me pull a drive-by
Reese rollin', window down, I'm finna blow this 4-5
And this bitch text my phone, I swear I hope her friend bi
Finna cake her out and get some top and tell that bitch bye
Let's get it
Squad
Fuck the other side
Will-Will-Will-William
[Chorus]
I'ma spazz on you niggas, I say fuck the other side (Fuck 'em)
Keep playin' with a check, gettin' money 'til I die (Beep, beep)
So much pain inside, but it's so hard for me to cry (What?)
I done gained a lotta money, but I done lost a lotta guys (Squad)
So, I say fuck the other side, I say fuck the other side (Fuck 'em)
I say fuck the other side, I say fuck the other side
I'ma spaz on you niggas, I say fuck the other side (What?)
I say fuck the other side, I say fuck the other side (What?)
[Verse 1]
I'ma pull up on yo' block, I'ma fuckin' drop some
Niggas better pray to God, better hope the cops come
Got a .40, Juice got a .30, Caper got a drum
It's gon' be a bloody scene, man you don't want none
I'ma spazz on you niggas, I say fuck the other side
I'ma pull up on blocks, kill sons, mamas cry
And it's fucked up in the streets
I sell drugs, they wonder why
Lookin' for the lean, man I'm just tryna get high
Heard these niggas sneak diss, don't make me pull a drive-by
Reese rollin', window down, I'm finna blow this 4-5
And this bitch text my phone, I swear I hope her friend bi
Finna cake her out and get some top and tell that bitch bye
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