Bëd Side lyrics

[Intro]
I done poured a deuce inside my ExoticPop, and took a Perc' and took a X today
And the fent Perc'll leave you smacked up, like a truck, like it hit you both ways
When you cross the road, you look both ways, yeah (Zach, you killed this)

[Chorus]
I took the Cayenne to the westside (Skrrt)
She like when I hit it, yeah-yeah, from the bed side
All my diamonds flawless, yessir
Where you keep that Glock? The bed side (Phew)
And she told me that she like it when I hit it from the left side
I guess a broken heart is a fresh wound
But my baby, she a fresh womb
She drink that nut up, she chose to
Buy that b*tch everything brand-new, 'cause she just be doin' what she s'posed to
They be copyin' swag like I said some
Diamonds all bloody red, yeah, yeah, like a red bottom or her period
How that turn into the issue? Well, you don't wanna listen to nothin' I say
And every time I nut in my bae, when I nut on her face, shut up, nothin' to say
I gotta ask her to take a Plan B by today (Drank up)
She wanna hit the Vivienne Westwood, when I'm on Melrose
Spankin' that sh*t from the back and the side, she bent over, yeah, she touch her toes

[Verse]
Outside with these racks on me, outside, but it's an inside day
I got Vivienne, we right here, woah, none of that sh*t matter anyway
Do it in any weather, do it in any state
Can't f*ck with the twelve, can't f*ck with the jakes
Racks got 'em doing what I say
Take the bat out like a kid on a sunny day
I hate being rich, I ain't been the same
I'ma do the same sh*t everyday
Everything flawless, never make mistakes
Used to eat the noodles, now I'm eatin' steak
Sun scene, b*tch, at Nobu with my bae
I can't chase a b*tch, b*tch, I bank with Chase
What expensive taste? You ain't gettin' paid (Yeah)
Droppin' ten, but makin' twenty everyday
Feelin' like droppin' deuces in my lemonade with a double cup from 7-Eleven
Yeah, you ain't 'bout to get money, b*tches really be 'bout bluffin'
I can't feel the boy, you fake like a cartoon, you ain't really nothin' (Ah)
b*tch, I really woke up, took a Tesla, then I took a Perc', I get to Elon Musk-ing (Skrrt)
More than half the b*tches that you rap about, that-that you cap about really be musty
They told me to let the tarantulas out of the cage, and they can't even get in
And every time I went and doubled back-back the assumption, I knew I was right there with 'em
Can't even go make a song with nobody, 'cause they don't wanna hop on and get embarrassed by me
Yeah, f*ck the jakes, f*ck the law, f*ck the twelve, f*ck the world, ayy
My brother told me that the opp hood been playin' me, but it's all okay
Told him that I don't care about nothin', I could die now, die today
And the fent Perc'll leave you smacked up, like a truck hit you comin' both ways
[Chorus]
I took the Cayenne to the westside (Skrrt)
She like when I hit it, yeah-yeah, from the bed side
All my diamonds flawless, yessir
Where you keep that Glock? The bed side (Phew)
And she told me that she like it when I hit it from the left side
I guess a broken heart is a fresh wound
But my baby, she a fresh womb
She drink that nut up, she chose to
Buy that b*tch everything brand-new, 'cause she just be doin' what she s'posed to
They be copyin' swag like I said some
Diamonds all bloody red, yeah, yeah, like a red bottom or her period
How that turn into the issue? Well, you don't wanna listen to nothin' I say
And every time I nut in my bae, when I nut on her face, shut up, nothin' to say
I gotta ask her to take a Plan B by today (Drank up)
She wanna hit the Vivienne Westwood, when I'm on Melrose
Spankin' that sh*t from the back and the side, she bent over, yeah, she touch her toes