Northside

Yeah, yeah, uh, get our money I wanna live lavish, uh

I just wanna take my momma out 'em projects, uh

I remember robbin' **** for their pockets

Ridin' in a foreign, **** we ain't stoppin'

Lil' **** you know we getting money, we just stackin'

And case, yeah, he with me and yeah, he pistol packin'

No distraction, my **** we ain't actin'

And try run up on my **** we start clappin', yeah

And I'ma pour a four for my dead ****

Yeah, I wish I never ever, ever met ****

Yeah, how you diss a squad? You wanna hang, ****?

I got that TEC, lil' ****, you know I'ma bang, ****

And I ain't play, all my **** gotta get it, yeah

My ****, all my ****, yeah, we winnin', yeah

We on the block, all my **** with that fitted, yeah

So you can't see us, ****, we just winnin', yeah

All my **** we just winnin

Rather go to Mosque, yeah, ****, I'm still sinnin'

My **** on the block, lil' **** got that gun that gon' be glitchin'

You know I ain't snitchin' ****, you know I ain't missin', yeah

I do this for my momma, but they just want the gwalla

These different bitches wanna holla, I just want that gwalla

And all these bitches wanna call me

On my cell phone, bitch, I got it on me

I can't slip, lil' ****, you can't find me

Fuck a bitch, lil' ****, got me, ah-ee, yeah

I be heading to the sky, savage Jesus, 'cause they think that I'm high

And she gon' eat it up like apple pie

With the same **** call or ride or die

**** is you gon' ride when it's fuckin' time?

Trigga start pullin', they be aiming at your mind

I'ma just stack these digits 'cause these **** just slime

What's a dope thrillas come see how I grind

I roll with them killers, we be all up in 'em lines

Fuck the fake hoes, they all evil eye

And, bitch, I play my cards, I ain't playin' 21

I was givin' hard, yeah, I told me no fronts

I was in the booth, I was spittin' straight bars

I be rockin' all blue, all my **** on guard, yeah

Yeah, get our money I wanna live lavish, uh

I just wanna take my momma out 'em projects, uh

I remember robbin' **** for their pockets

Ridin' in a foreign, **** we ain't stoppin'

Lil' **** you know we getting money, we just stackin'

And case, yeah, he with me and yeah, he pistol packin'

No distraction, my **** we ain't actin'

And try run up on my **** we start clappin', yeah

And I'ma pour a four for my dead ****

Yeah, I wish I never ever, ever met ****

Yeah, how you diss a squad? You wanna hang, ****?

I got that TEC, lil' ****, you know I'ma bang, ****

And I ain't play, all my **** gotta get it, yeah

My ****, all my ****, yeah, we winnin', yeah

We on the block, all my **** with that fitted, yeah

So you can't see us, ****, we just winnin', yeah