I'm just a boy from the eastside
Do you love me?
Mama told you bout this side
It could get ugly (hmmm hmm hmm)
I'm just a boy from the eastside
Do you love me?
Mama told you bout this side
It could get ugly yeah
This that one shot sh*t rob a n*gga shoes then I take a n*gga b*tch
We gon pull up sticks 100 round mag and your body get hit
Came wit a .40 I leave wit a body your wifey she like me this boutta get sloppy
We in the back and she callin' me papi
I don’t want the top but that b*tch is a hottie
Yeah!
This that one shot we just need one but the .40 it spits
Jump off the stage in thе crowd we get lit
Talk mary jane I ain’t throwin' no fit
You could keep hеr cuz she givin' mad lip
Think that you know me but you don’t know sh*t
I don’t do drugs but I’m takin a trip
Glock with a di*k like an extended clip (yeah)
I'm just a boy from the eastside
Do you love me?
Mama told you bout this side
It could get ugly
I'm just a boy from the eastside
Do you love me?
Mama told you bout this side
It could get ugly