Текст песни My Side or No Side - KATO2X

The biggest, man
Through with they ass, clown-ass niggas, man
(Toxic, don't be mad at me)
Gotta do better, you know what I'm sayin'?

Oh, you fuck with them niggas? (What?)
You gon' die with them niggas (I stamp that)
I don't tote switches, everybody got 'em
I fuck with binary triggers
Ain't no monkey in the middle
What side you on? Pick it, nigga
Split your shit and go to the funeral like I ain't the fuckin' killer
It get no realer

These niggas ain't no real ones
They some snakes and some pretenders (Fuck 'em)
My nigga steal cars and charge me for it
That ain't my nigga (The fuck?)
Like I'm finna joyride and not go suit up with my hitters
(You know better, man)
I understand your hustle, but this shit here
It's more bigger (I stamp that)
You know I'm known for pushin' the issue
Ain't tryna link with niggas
Never stand down to no man
This four-nickel here flip fat niggas
And I can't go out like dude
Your whole family gon' need some tissue (All 'em)
Got three brothers, all them pussies
They ain't do shit but post your picture (The biggest)
The biggest, if this shit was hectic
We'll paint the city (I stamp it)
Casamigos and the Henn', we walk a nigga 'til you get dizzy
Tender dick-ass nigga gon' die tryna suck up on some titties
Social media sendin' shots and not real life
These niggas trippin' (Trippin')
Real hitter, opp die, we splurgin'
Don't talk much, it make 'em nervous (Shh)
F&N with the coolant
I'm ready to ball, give me my jersey
Widebody kiss the curb
Intoxicated, control the swervin'
And the bitch can turn me on
She ride with me and I get nervous
Sometimes I be like, "Fuck rap"
In the streets, I make too much pape'
For them bodies, Cartier
Fuckin' with me, gotta be lazy (Facts)
My opp, he was applyin' pressure
Now we go piss on his grave (Piss, piss)
For 23, I'd trade it all
Lil' nigga, like I'm from LA
Stamp that, I got these niggas playin' catch up
Widebody Hellcat, red seats, she like to sit up (Get in)
Big house in the A, nigga, call for gate
I ain't gon' let up (The big one)
Fuck what these niggas sayin'
They ain't direct it, they respect it

Oh, you fuck with them niggas? (What?)
You gon' die with them niggas (I stamp that)
I don't tote switches, everybody got 'em
I fuck with binary triggers
Ain't no monkey in the middle
What side you on? Pick it, nigga
Split your shit and go to the funeral like I ain't the fuckin' killer
It get no realer