Fredo Santana - f** The Other Side lyrics

[Intro] Lets get it Squad f** the other side [Hook] I'ma spazz on you n***as, I say f** the other side Keep playing with a check, getting money 'till I die So much pain inside, but it's so hard for me to cry I done gained a lotta money but I done lost a lotta guys I say f** the other side (x4) I'ma spaz on you n***as I say f** the other side (x3) [Verse 1] I'ma pull up on yo' block, I'ma f**in' drop some n***as better pray to God, better hope the cops come Got a 40, Juice got a 30, Caper got a drum It's gon' be a bloody scene, man you don't want none I'ma spazz on you n***as, I say f** the other side I'ma pull up on blocks k** sons, mamas cry And it's f**ed up in the streets I sell d**, they wonder why Lookin' for the lean, man I'm just tryna get high Heard these n***as sneak diss, don't make me pull a drive-by Reese roll the window down I'm finna blow this 4-5 And this b**h text my phone, I swear I hope her friend bi Finna cake her out and get some top and tell that b**h bye [Hook] [Verse 2] In the kitchen whippin' chickens like I work for Popeyes You can get it for a low number just hit my line And this club going down, but yet my money flyin' If a n***a put they hands on me I swear they dyin' And we keep guns on us, boy we don't knuckle up Lemme call my plug, think it's time to re-up And these n***as fake as f**, only money I trust So much money coming in, man, I can't get enough And this loud that I'm smokin' man I got it from Jamaica Run up on me wrong, boy, I'ma f**in' have to face ya All this f**in' fool talk, man I ain't got no patience What you want, what you need, serve yo' a** like a waiter [Hook]