Pick Ah Side Lyrics

I'm from the murder capital, but I ain't pun (Quan On Da Track)

I'm the father of this shit, cause everybody is my son

Doin' stuff way more than music

Remember I was young, remember this

When you outside, you gotta get your gun

Bro got the chopper with the drums

He finna shoot him up

I don't give a fuck about no gang

I don't know who to trust

I don't give a fuck about no fame

It's just the two of us

Now I gotta get a scenario

Feel like busta buss, home alone

Think about my granddad and my uncle, bruh

If you ain't wanna hear me

Might as well take me off them vocals, bruh

Dissing me, treat you like a wood

We gon' roll him up

I ain't talk about science

I got the binder, we gon' fold him up

Fold to what?

Saw you on that camera

That's you told on us

You know we got that get back

And you know what's up

You gotta do this right, my G

You stickin' to the code or what

Glock came with a silencer

(Pew, Pew) We gon' load him up

Man, scratch that

Everybody dying

And they momma's cryin

I be damned if I let my momma cry

Don't ask me why, I'm paranoid

Thinking y'all outside

Lookin' at them blinds

Clutchin' on my Glock

It's a 50, that's a reason why

I'm true to this, ain't new to this

Y'all niggas on that goofy shit

Ridin', lookin' over my shoulder

I don't know who to hit

I don't trust nobody in this industry

I'm too legit, don't beef with me

Still got my twin Glock 40s like Ludacris

Pick a side

We ain't goin' back and forth with nobody

Pick a side

You gon' think about it when you caught a body

Pick a side

You gon' lose your chances when you get some money

Pick a side

Actin' like you like that, you know we comin

Pick a side

When shit hits the fan, is you gon' fold

Pick a side

Matter of fact you gon' die rich ,or you live broke

Pick a side

On the internet stop beefin' with them trolls

Pick a side

Actin' like you got the world, you ain't alone

Pick a side

Matter of fact

It's you gon' win, or you gon' lose

Pick a side

Matter of fact

It's you gon' fight, or you gon' shoot

Pick a side

You'll get killed round here if you tryna go against the rules

Pick a side

On bro

No fakin

(Quan on da track)