EastSide ft. Stevie Stone & Dre Dean Lyrics

What you trying to do

We can get some bust another pack

Ima flip some big gun with a beam on

What you here for nigga

My niggas been banging since the flip phone nigga

All gas no brakes fuck what a nigga say

Don't need no bitch I need cash in the bank

Get buck get packed out

I be in my own lane what you mad bout

I came up a long way from the pj's

When I roll up now my weed stank

I run this shit up like a relay

I need my money no delay

Bitch I sell out like a sweep stake

Just got a check so I bet on myself

Smoking that medical only top shelf

Swear to god ima take this

Motherfuckers been sleeping on my greatness

No nigga shake this

Give me that

Bust two shots come and get it back

Hold up talk don't get in that

Masked up shots out the mini van

Eastside when I ride but I live in the south

Where I'm from niggas want see what your bout

Keep that Glock on my waistline

Some niggas wait but I take mine lets goo

Give me that

Posted with the click with fendi pack

Bitch I can't lie got the mini mack

Inferred beam bet you feeling that

Cool on the block yea I'm in to that

Seven point six two run it back

Choppa get the ringing blow his ceiling back

This that bang that

Stevie Stone

Give me that

Bust two shots come and get it back

Hold up talk don't get in that

Masked up shots out the mini van

Eastside when I ride but I live in the south

Where I'm from niggas want see what your bout

Keep that Glock on my waistline

Some niggas wait but I take mine lets goo

I be getting straight to it

In my lane they need to move it

A lot of people talk big but they never really do it

Got blitz on the mix I be getting straight to it

A lot of people really dumb these days

Fake rappers tryna learn my plays

Yea them bitches need to learn they place

Opps always mad they can't keep this pace

I be staying in first all gas no breaks all gas no breaks

It's the same bitches talking be the ones that quit

I can never slow down I be moving to quick

Out this park imma take what's mine

So it's fuck your shit what you know about stamps

What you know about this what you know about crack

You don't know about this got holes in socks just to pay for the mix

Shooters on sight man they pray for this got to make it to the one two six

Give me that

Bust two shots come and get it back

Hold up talk don't get in that

Masked up shots out the mini van

Eastside when I ride but I live in the south

Where I'm from niggas want see what your bout

Keep that Glock on my waistline

Some niggas wait but I take mine lets goo