Hit-Boy - Both Sides lyrics

[Intro: Slimmy B] Uh Uh n***a Hit-Boy Uh [Verse 1: Slimmy B] A broke b**h really ain't my type (Hell nah) I ain't catching feelings, LOL, I'm catching flights (Broke b**h) 'Woods back to back got a n***a so high Got a hundred in the bank, really drink, no lie (Lil' n***a) Glock .40, 23 like Mike Had to throw the clear on, all this motherf**in' ice (All this ice) In the lab makin' slaps all day and all night Hit-Boy, BlocBoy, when I slide, look alive (Lil' n***a) And I wish a n***a would like I'm K.Dot (Like I'm K.Dot) Let my chain hang, tryna take, that's a face-shot (n***a, what?) n***as want me to fall off but I can't stop (Huh? Huh?) Big body, hoppin' out the back of that Maybach (Skrrt) Real North n***a (n***a), real C n***a (Real C n***a) Y'all don't really wanna funk, y'all wanna be n***as (b**h) Real street n***a, and I'm a beast, n***a Get to buckin' with that drake, let it eat, n***a, b**h [Chorus: Yhung T.O.] Opps try to slide, grab that Draco Tell that n***a pick a side, we don't play both Let this Glock paint a n***a like it's Maaco Chain hittin', told that b**h it's a rainbow Finna pull up on they block and let that K blow And if you never pulled a skit then you can't go Bounce out gang, b**h, we aim close And look a n***a in his eyes when we take souls [Verse 2: DaBoii] I just hit an opp b**h, this b**h disrespectful Slap a b**h in her sh**, she think I'm finna settle Stupid b**h, if you ain't thick, then you can't fit the schedule And if that skit ain't complete, then you can't get the medal b**h, and I ain't taking no loss Ain't no loud in that wood if that n***a don't cough Talkin' like you hard when you n***as so soft You can get your mans hit for your mouth, your fault Finna spark me up that heart attack A sweatsuit and a lil' ice, that's my starter pack Labels on my dick, I need some M's, so tell 'em offer that b**h, you actin' dumb, you lost your mind, you need to sharpen that Stupid a**, you a rat with your goofy a** Lord, why do n***as only hear me when they doin' bad? Talkin' 'bout you hungry for that chain, what would you do for that? How is you a shooter with no body, what you shootin' at? b**h [Chorus: Yhung T.O.] Opps try to slide, grab that Draco Tell that n***a pick a side, we don't play both Let this Glock paint a n***a like it's Maaco Chain hittin', told that b**h it's a rainbow Finna pull up on they block and let that K blow And if you never pulled a skit then you can't go Bounce out gang, b**h, we aim close And look a n***a in his eyes when we take souls [Verse 3: Lul G] Look a n***a in the soul before I take his life Sat down for that pole before I took a strike Hit a n***a sets quick before I took his wife (b**h) Never pulled a skit with gang, then you can't slide And for you keyboard a** n***as, I don't sneak diss Bet you tough up on the 'net, n***a, tweet this (Tweet that) 'Cause I ain't with the trusting a n***a You'll give a n***a life, so I ain't f**in' with n***as Stress sayin', "Stop loafin'," but I'm comfortable, n***a I leave the house with two-three, what I'm clutchin' on, n***a Big bodies down the block (Skrrt skrrt), and we slidin' s**er n***as in my DM's, I don't do replyin' (Lil' n***a) Slide of the limb, that's what a real n***a do Never lie up the skit, that's a lil' n***a fluke This a legendary chop, bet I bust it for two You a p**y just perpin', you won't bust it for you, b**h, b**h [Chorus: Yhung T.O.] Opps try to slide, grab that Draco Tell that n***a pick a side, we don't play both Let this Glock paint a n***a like it's makeup Chain hittin', told that b**h it's a rainbow Finna pull up on they block and let that K blow And if you never pulled a skit then you can't go Bounce out gang, b**h, we aim close And look a n***a in his eyes when we take souls