Opp Side Lyrics

Pull up on the offside, watch how I bust

Pull up on the offside, watch how I bust

I just hit the cut with a brand new 308

He went too fast on his feet, you know he can't get away

This one nigga shouldn't go tie his laces, he can't get away

Them 223's gon' hit his brakes and he can't even talk

Niggas keep on dissing on that neck, he can't walk no more

Put that nigga in a wheelchair, let's get him

Fuck that lil' pussy, lil' boy, you know he can't get away

He can't get away, he went too fast on his feet, he can't hit the brake

Been to put my niggas on since day one

They be dissing on that neck, niggas throwing ones

I can't throw no ones, I got thoughts of 50's and 100's

Run up on me, I just sold a quarter brake for a honey bun

If a nigga want that smoke, we gon' hit him up

I just put a new switch on a fucking Drake

I don't never need no switch, I got good aim

223's gon' hit that nigga head, he gon' freeze up

I'ma drop all in your whip, hit this bitch with a 308

Push up on your block, 223's gon' hit his top

Fuck him and whoever he gon' get, we spin the bat and I'm hitting his shit

That lil' nigga TJ keep talking shit

He won't think nobody whoop his ass out in the bathroom

How you talking shit, nigga? You ain't DNA

Come and get your lay back, fuck you and your niggas

Edges heavy, run up on me, we pullin' some triggers

Run up on me, you know I'ma get him fast, fast

This gon' rip straight through him

Pull up on the offside, watch your eye bust

How you throwing up eastside and you ain't been there in that hood

Running up on me, put that nigga in that wood

223 is hot, feel the cut, we gon' roll him up in the wood

Been up to my homie, slow down

I told brody drop all in his wheel, watch how I bust

Been up on my niggas on, mmm

Drop all in your wheel, oh, I just put another flow

I just put a brand new Cartier on my fucking wrist

If that nigga want this smoke, you must be a bitch

Pull up on the offside, watch how I get the tweaking

Run up on me, fuck nigga, you know you lil' niggas beefing

Hit that nigga up with a 223, he can't get away

He went too fast on his feet, we gon' hit the brake

Uh, brand new scat pack, Hellcat on the E-Way

I just got a brand new RC, he can't get away

223 is hot, feel the cut, we gon' mix it up with some lean

With a brand new Perk 10, I don't need no Perk 10

I don't need no Perk 30, why the fuck I need a Perk 30 when I got that lean

I just poured a half a pint in the cut

Watch how I bust, you know we gon' hit him up

I just pop a Yerky, and I'm on my get-back-gain shit

That's just how it be

GBG, that's what I bang

GBK, that's what I claim

If that nigga want that smoke, that's just how it be

Mmm, pull up on the offside, watch how I bust

I'ma get my late back for my dead homie

If that nigga want that smoke, better not run up on me

Tell that nigga TJ to sit his ass down

Fat neck, no neck, ass bitch nigga

Better sit down, he ain't even got no motion

If that nigga keep on playing, put your granny in the ocean

If that nigga want that smoke, we gon' hit him up

Mmm, he don't want that smoke with me

He don't want that smoke with me

Pull up, watch how I blow with it

Mmm, watch how I blow with it