Lyrics Other Side - SahBabii

I seen you in the club on them opp n*ggas d*ck
I hope you ain't around when he get shot up in his sh*t
His blood real dark it look like bbq sauce in the whip
Betta watch them n*ggas that tryna find out where you live
Don't let them know where you live at
These n*ggas be savin the address
Soon sh*t go left get yo ass whacked
Like we playin it them n*ggas get tagged back
Imma blow that b*tch and push his sh*t back

My homie behind the wall traded get him attacked for some snacks
I ain't no chain gang n*ggas but I know about that
They act like they your dog but they sneaky just like cats
You are what you eat b*tch snakes turn into rats
Vegetables on my wrist b*tch these carrots
Sahbabii to handsome to get married
Stupid b*tch, for them f*cking blues he get buried
You get blueberry Im mr do you dirty
F*ck em, f*ck em
F*ck the other side we go cha cha slide
Scoping out they block find somewhere to hide
I'm 6'3 but I get low when I creep from the side
Ain't come to play you can see that sh*t up in my eyes
And them goons out here lurkin b*tch I feel like Plies
I hold my sh*t with a strong grip like some pliers
And I aint backin down from sh*t n*gga f*ck Michael Myers on God

I seen you in the club on them opp n*ggas d*ck
I hope you ain't around when he get shot up in his sh*t
His blood real dark it look like bbq sauce in the whip
Betta watch them n*ggas that tryna find out where you live
Don't let them know where you live at
These n*ggas be savin the address
Soon sh*t go left get yo ass whacked
Like we playin it them n*ggas get tagged back
Imma blow that b*tch and push his sh*t back

B*tch im with some demons I ain't talkin evil deities
If he aint tryna slide he get kicked for inactivity
B*tch we havin stripes and yo b*tch want some zebra d*ck
Imma f*ckin pisces but I got up on some leo sh*t
N*ggas dodgin bullets so I guess they on that Neo sh*t (That Matrix)
The way I read his mind you would think I'm on some Cleo sh*t
Me and Jwrk was in the whip trynna rob Rio b*tch
He wanted a friend but I was really on that rico sh*t
Thinking sh*t sweet imma pull up with a chicho stick
Aim for his taco yea he go get his tortilla bent
In the auto shop b*tch I'm tryna get the darkest tint
These niggas p*ssies they can't get rid of that salmon scent

I seen you in the club on them opp n*ggas d*ck
I hope you ain't around when he get shot up in his sh*t
His blood real dark it look like bbq sauce in the whip
Betta watch them n*ggas that tryna find out where you live
Don't let them know where you live at
These n*ggas be savin the address
Soon sh*t go left get yo ass whacked
Like we playin it them n*ggas get tagged back
Imma blow that b*tch and push his sh*t back