East Side Niggas

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Philthy Rich] Look Take the [?] walk away scott free I'll take it to trial, and we both can get a five piece I ain't never punched the clock or a time sheat But I was really on that block, with a nine piece Yacht master, cost a whole hundred 2022 [?], nother 4 something These niggas rap cap, llike ain't never sold nothing Intairigation room, ain't never told nothing From the eastside life, I've been fighting the feds You ever had a half a million stuffed under your bed? Lil mama bad, but shе good with her head He might just gеt a bag, if she do what I said [Verse 2: Icewear Vezzo] Always geeking off the lean, take a four to the head Look Cudi tweeking off them beans, lil bro off the xans Drink the purp right uot the bottle, we pour up the red I get 50000 for a show, on the road with the fiends [?] on my Maybach, had to bless the tires [?] niggas act like cops, we gotta check for wires I'm sick as hell, you got fake Cuban, boy, your neck a lier [?] the cookie bolls with some [?] stretch the fire We was fucked up in them trentches, now we filthy rich Got 20 chains at my show, I feel like Philthy Rich Threw a button on that Glock, this bitch gon' really switch Pull up on the block, it's 30 foreigns and like 50 sticks [Verse 3: JUST BANG] Look Eh, this Carti on my wrist, this bitch like 30 some Told the bitch don't bring the Wok, she better not pour me none Last week, I just seen Phil spend a hundred some He looked at me like lil bro, you know this shit is nothing I just got like ten for what's her name, I told her keep it coming Just fucked my nigga baby mama, tryna keep her coming Keep it off the net if niggas saw me, niggas, send me some I got a switch on every gun, don't gotta push a button Trackhalk, keep that bitch in nutral, baby, keep it running Bounce out, hit a nigga window, I just [/?] a hundred Them ain't Cartis on your face, you lil boy's a lier Bitches on my dick, they sucking hard, just like a pacifier Them ain't Cartis on your face, you lil boy's a lier Bitches on my dick, they sucking hard, just like a pacifier [Verse 4: Peezy] Pull up on me now, come suck and fuck on me, you feel me? Young nigga paid [?] VVS's, now he think he [?] Slide through the section, don't need protection, I got my own blick I give your ass a bag, you fuck it up, you better not ask for shit Been ducking feds [?] keep that on the low Still have nightmares in my bed, 'bout them kicking in the door Real street nigga, ain't no smoke or nothing on me Ain't no stane or nothing on my jacket I ain't got nothing on my teeth When they came and snatched me up, I did my time, keep it [?] I don't need niggas vouch for me, my paperwork and paper speak I'm from Seeder Grove Street 6 Myle boys ain't ducking [?] You know how we bleed We got perkasets and Wok pints, but them bitches green Rooky tried to overcharge me, fuck you think I'm green?