Other Side lyrics

[Intro]
B2 too official
Mm

[Chorus]
Yeah, I seen you in the club on them opp n*ggas di*k (Opp n*ggas di*k)
I hope you ain't around (Yeah), when he get shot up in his sh*t (Yeah)
His blood real dark (Yeah), it look like barbecue sauce in the whip (Barbecue sauce in the whip)
Better watch them n*ggas that tryna find out where you live (Live)
Don't let 'em know where you live at (Live at)
These n*ggas be savin' that address (Address)
Some sh*t go left, get your ass whacked (Ass whacked)
Like we playing It, them n*ggas get tagged back (Them n*gga get tagged back), yeah
I'ma blow that b*tch and push his sh*t back (sh*t back)

[Verse 1]
My homie behind the wall, traded get him attacked for snacks (b*tch)
I ain't no chain gang n*gga (Yeah), but I know about that (Believe it)
They act like they your dog, but they sneaky just like cats (Meow)
You are what you eat, b*tch, snakes turn into rats
Vegetables on my wrists, b*tch, these carrots (b*tch, these carrots)
Yeah, SahBabii too handsome to get married (Stupid b*tch)
Yeah, for them f*ckin' blues, he get buried (You get buried)
Blueberry (Blueberry), I'm Mr. Do You Dirty (Do you dirty)
Yeah, f*ck 'em, f*ck 'em (f*ck 'em)
f*ck the other side, we go Cha-Cha Slide (Cha-Cha Slide)
Scopin' out they block, find somewhere to hide (Y'all can't hide)
I'm 6'3", but I get low when I creep from the side (Side)
Ain't come to play, you can see that sh*t up in my eyes (In my eyes)
And them goons out here lurkin', b*tch, I feel like Plies (Just like Plies)
I hold my sh*t with a strong grip like some pliers (Like some pliers)
And I ain't backin' down from sh*t, n*gga, f*ck Michael Myers (f*ck him)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (On God)
[Chorus]
Yeah, I seen you in the club on them opp n*ggas di*k (Opp n*ggas di*k)
I hope you ain't around (Yeah), when he get shot up in his sh*t (Yeah)
His blood real dark (Yeah), it look like barbecue sauce in the whip (Barbecue sauce in the whip)
Better watch them n*ggas that tryna find out where you live (Live)
Don't let 'em know where you live at (Live at)
These n*ggas be savin' that address (Address)
Some sh*t go left, get your ass whacked (Ass whacked)
Like we playing It, them n*ggas get tagged back (Them n*gga get tagged back), yeah
I'ma blow that b*tch and push his sh*t back (sh*t back)

[Verse 2]
Yeah, b*tch, I'm with some demons, I ain't talkin' evil deities (Deities)
If he ain't tryna slide (Yeah), he'll be kicked for inactivity (Inactivity)
b*tch, we havin' stripes (Stripes) and your b*tch want some zebra di*k (Zebra di*k)
I'm a f*ckin' Pisces, but I got up on some Leo sh*t
n*ggas dodgin' bullets, so I guess they on that Neo sh*t (That Matrix sh*t)
The way I read his mind (Mind), you think I'm on some Cleo sh*t (Cleo sh*t)
Me and JWrk was in the whip tryna rob Rio, b*tch (Rio, b*tch)
He wanted a friend, but I was really on that RICO sh*t (RICO sh*t)
Thinkin' sh*t sweet, I'ma pull up with a Chick-O-Stick (Chick-O-Stick)
Aim for his taco, yeah, he gon' get his tortilla bent (Tortilla, hahaha, ayy, that's funny)
In the auto shop, b*tch, I'm tryna get the darkest tint
These n*ggas pussies, they can't rid of the salmon scent (Pussies)

[Chorus]
I seen you in the club on them opp n*ggas di*k (Opp n*ggas di*k)
I hope you ain't around (Yeah), when he get shot up in his sh*t (Yeah)
His blood real dark (Yeah), it look like barbecue sauce in the whip (Barbecue sauce in the whip)
Better watch them n*ggas that tryna find out where you live (Live)
Don't let 'em know where you live at (Live at)
These n*ggas be savin' that address (Address)
Some sh*t go left, get your ass whacked (Ass whacked)
Like we playing It, them n*ggas get tagged back (Them n*gga get tagged back), yeah
I'ma blow that b*tch and push his sh*t back (sh*t back)