Sideburns Lyrics

Yeah, let's have a sit down

Young nigga shinin' and his pocket blue, I can't have no kid now

I light em on fire, I'm strapped with the incenery rounds

I'm the big dog champ, go all 12 rounds

No nigga on top of me, bring me down

And I'm not hearin' what they say

Back in sixth grade, I was rockin' bape

Me and my gang, aim at sideburns, that's how we make em' pay

I can't lie, I done seen better days

But my gang still makin' them plays

I done bought the box of jewelry

And I done bought Givenchy purses

Nowadays I'm not that type of person

I swear, I cannot buy a Birkin

Heart cold on fire, then it's burnin

Heart cold on fire, then it's burnin

On top of you, I strike a birdie

Last one picked I feel like Brock Purdy

Bad bitch fuck with me, gettin' sturdy

Bad bitch fuck with me, talkin' dirty

Yeah, let's have a sit down

Young nigga shinin' and his pocket blue, I can't have no kid now

I light em on fire, I'm strapped with the incenery rounds

I'm the big dog champ, go all 12 rounds

No nigga on top of me, bring me down

And I'm not hearin' what they say

Back in sixth grade, I was rockin' bape

Me and my gang, aim at sideburns, that's how we make em' pay

I can't lie, I done seen better days

But my gang still makin' them plays

I done bought the box of jewelry

And I done bought Givenchy purses