Sideshow lyrics

[Verse 1]
Shawty like answer yo phone I’m up at the telly
She want want the di*k in her belly
I’m like I’ll answer my phone whenever I’m ready
Right now I’m keeping sh*t steady
She say she don’t like the way that I flex
Lil b*tch you lucky yo ass not my ex
I’ll do some sh*t make you cry make you stress
f*ck hoes on video and send to my ex
Bet you don’t wanna be apart of that mess
I’ll drop a b*tch and then stack me a check
n*ggas be mad 'cause they heard I’m up next
Real butt-hurt 'cause I f*cked on they ex
I ain't give a f*ck I was waiting like next
Didn't even f*ck I only got the neck
Got lost in a bubble trying to get a check
Hit him with the double hollows out the tech

[Hook]
b*tch we finna slide
It ain’t no getting away 'cause my n*ggas killing this time
b*tch we finna ride
We coming through with the k we knocking the brains out yo mind
Don’t give a f*ck 'bout a n*gga that's throwing the shade we knocking the bones out yo spine
n*ggas be actin like I’m finna give 'em some money, b*tch you ain’t getting a dime