[Verse 1]
The East side, yeah we on The East side
Making money everyday and now I throw the peice signs
You had thought that Nizzi had fell off my n***a peace bye
I'mma stack this money and live up out in Dubai
Cry cry, all you want b**h cry cry
Where was all that crying sh** when you had turned ya left side
And right side, b**h I give no f**s about a tear I'm
Up up on my Bill Gates sh** Money for eyes
[Verse 2]
The East Side, where we ride, Me in my n***as in the same ride
k**ing all these n***as no Hommocide, And we fresh to d**h that's a suicide
b**h I'm in the coupe, doors suicide, Got some little n***as that's down to ride
If you having trouble b**h then make it double Cause I clap like Thunder that's outside
I'm deadly, And not too many n***as think that I can do the same sh** as a lot of n***as
Just because these n***as wanna stay up on the same dick well that's them though
I know you like the way I change flows so smoothly
And honestly somebody tell Nicki I'mma come and give her a** a kid or 3
And that's basic, Bars can come way higher than that but
I'd rather be scoring the main way I came up
Boy I'm fire, Don't say I'm not it ain't true, Think next time NizzMey spits the truth n***a all proof
Just a hot boy with some fame son, and that fame was from plain fun
I'd strike these n***as like some Missiles n***a I ain't talking Donalds Trumps same ones
I'm fire