Why these bitches coming up
Wanna talk to me
I pull up
We gon turn up
I got energy
That bitch low standards
She is at my feet
She my side chick
Keep it low-key
My main check
She be here to keep
Gotta stop smoking
Too much weed
Got a Rona with a Lime
(Lime)
Turns me up
Every f*cking time
Turns me up
Sloppy top
Keep up the grind
Going to the top
Drop top
Losing my mind
Gotta rewind
Green line
Keep up the grind
Don't leave a brother behind
Form of mind
Don't leave a brother behind
Don't got time for your bullshit
I confront your ass
You gonna throw a fit
Hold up
I just got a pic
It's amiable
Its from my main chick
We cooking up a fire in the stove
Listening to AJ T in the grove
Your girl needs to leave
Bitch please don't tease
You got the munchies now get on ur knees
I ain't gonna drive her
I ain't got a driver
But we go dixies a club like a driver
I make em wet like a scuba diver
Might put all her clothes in a dryer
Don't threat me don't pet me
Savski on a jetski u get me
Big mac on the mic don't forget me
This lyrical ting dont sweat me
Me and the boys we dont ever rest
This life is peak like the everest
Nah we ain't ever stressed
Pull up in a hoodie and tracksuit
Some white air ones and a vest
I'm a top boy like fredo or freddy
Take me back to london like stormz or teddy
Came to the stew like I was born and ready
I'm the one I make them roar like headie
Hit the mic got bare bars like prison
Trust its calm or maybe it isn't
Got that vision
Make the decision
Come with energy like nuclear fission
Don't at me cuz I turn up in games
Big Mac causing these lyrical flames
Hit up the court and balling in dames
They call me the goat like I'm 23 james
My bars are cold yeah their frosty
Going chicken shop is costly
You know what i do when i'm hungry?
Yo anna go make me a toastie
King Maurits - Side Chick (Feat. Big Mac) [Prod. 27corazones Beats] Lyrics
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Why these bitches coming up
Wanna talk to me
I pull up
We gon turn up
I got energy
That bitch low standards
She is at my feet
She my side chick
Keep it low-key
My main check
She be here to keep
Gotta stop smoking
Too much weed
Got a Rona with a Lime
(Lime)
Turns me up
Every f*cking time
Turns me up
Sloppy top
Keep up the grind
Going to the top
Drop top
Losing my mind
Gotta rewind
Green line
Keep up the grind
Don't leave a brother behind
Form of mind
Don't leave a brother behind
Don't got time for your bullshit
I confront your ass
You gonna throw a fit
Hold up
I just got a pic
It's amiable
Its from my main chick
We cooking up a fire in the stove
Listening to AJ T in the grove
Your girl needs to leave
Bitch please don't tease
You got the munchies now get on ur knees
I ain't gonna drive her
I ain't got a driver
But we go dixies a club like a driver
I make em wet like a scuba diver
Might put all her clothes in a dryer
Don't threat me don't pet me
Savski on a jetski u get me
Big mac on the mic don't forget me
This lyrical ting dont sweat me
Me and the boys we dont ever rest
This life is peak like the everest
Nah we ain't ever stressed
Pull up in a hoodie and tracksuit
Some white air ones and a vest
I'm a top boy like fredo or freddy
Take me back to london like stormz or teddy
Came to the stew like I was born and ready
I'm the one I make them roar like headie
Hit the mic got bare bars like prison
Trust its calm or maybe it isn't
Got that vision
Make the decision
Come with energy like nuclear fission
Don't at me cuz I turn up in games
Big Mac causing these lyrical flames
Hit up the court and balling in dames
They call me the goat like I'm 23 james
My bars are cold yeah their frosty
Going chicken shop is costly
You know what i do when i'm hungry?
Yo anna go make me a toastie
Wanna talk to me
I pull up
We gon turn up
I got energy
That bitch low standards
She is at my feet
She my side chick
Keep it low-key
My main check
She be here to keep
Gotta stop smoking
Too much weed
Got a Rona with a Lime
(Lime)
Turns me up
Every f*cking time
Turns me up
Sloppy top
Keep up the grind
Going to the top
Drop top
Losing my mind
Gotta rewind
Green line
Keep up the grind
Don't leave a brother behind
Form of mind
Don't leave a brother behind
Don't got time for your bullshit
I confront your ass
You gonna throw a fit
Hold up
I just got a pic
It's amiable
Its from my main chick
We cooking up a fire in the stove
Listening to AJ T in the grove
Your girl needs to leave
Bitch please don't tease
You got the munchies now get on ur knees
I ain't gonna drive her
I ain't got a driver
But we go dixies a club like a driver
I make em wet like a scuba diver
Might put all her clothes in a dryer
Don't threat me don't pet me
Savski on a jetski u get me
Big mac on the mic don't forget me
This lyrical ting dont sweat me
Me and the boys we dont ever rest
This life is peak like the everest
Nah we ain't ever stressed
Pull up in a hoodie and tracksuit
Some white air ones and a vest
I'm a top boy like fredo or freddy
Take me back to london like stormz or teddy
Came to the stew like I was born and ready
I'm the one I make them roar like headie
Hit the mic got bare bars like prison
Trust its calm or maybe it isn't
Got that vision
Make the decision
Come with energy like nuclear fission
Don't at me cuz I turn up in games
Big Mac causing these lyrical flames
Hit up the court and balling in dames
They call me the goat like I'm 23 james
My bars are cold yeah their frosty
Going chicken shop is costly
You know what i do when i'm hungry?
Yo anna go make me a toastie
Writer: Maurits Nederlof
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