Ima call it what it is mothaf*cka y'all wack
Talking tough but you pussy so lemme keep it a stack
I know you hate me but you ain't finna do shit about that
Just men being feminine gossiping hens in a group chat
Get the strap like I'm 50
Pass it right off to my mans and get you clapped with the .50
Don't respect me you'll fear me
Got you pissin out blood after rockin shots to your kidneys
Never rat on your friends always keep your mouth shut like Jimmy
Caught you slippin on your own block
Side talkin like bitches will get you robbed, stabbed or shot
The f*ck you thought?
You ain't about it you'd rather be callin cops
Side talkin like bitches will get you robbed, stabbed or shot
Fans trippin speculatin who be beefin with who
If they really down with the shop and who got kicked out the crew
Just kick back dawg f*ck with the music and do you
The f*ck you lookin like sweatin another man's future moves?
And don't get me started
Some of y'all retarded I'm statin facts
Hear a track, cop a mic now you think you could rap?
Heard you was pullin up but yo all I be smellin is cap
Don't let me catch you out in public lay you flat on your back
Caught you slippin on your own block
Side talkin like bitches will get you robbed, stabbed or shot
The f*ck you thought?
You ain't about it you'd rather be callin cops
Side talkin like bitches will get you robbed, stabbed or shot
Yung Dmize - Side Talkin' Lyrics
Yung Dmize - Side Talkin' Lyrics
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Ima call it what it is mothaf*cka y'all wack
Talking tough but you pussy so lemme keep it a stack
I know you hate me but you ain't finna do shit about that
Just men being feminine gossiping hens in a group chat
Get the strap like I'm 50
Pass it right off to my mans and get you clapped with the .50
Don't respect me you'll fear me
Got you pissin out blood after rockin shots to your kidneys
Never rat on your friends always keep your mouth shut like Jimmy
Caught you slippin on your own block
Side talkin like bitches will get you robbed, stabbed or shot
The f*ck you thought?
You ain't about it you'd rather be callin cops
Side talkin like bitches will get you robbed, stabbed or shot
Fans trippin speculatin who be beefin with who
If they really down with the shop and who got kicked out the crew
Just kick back dawg f*ck with the music and do you
The f*ck you lookin like sweatin another man's future moves?
And don't get me started
Some of y'all retarded I'm statin facts
Hear a track, cop a mic now you think you could rap?
Heard you was pullin up but yo all I be smellin is cap
Don't let me catch you out in public lay you flat on your back
Caught you slippin on your own block
Side talkin like bitches will get you robbed, stabbed or shot
The f*ck you thought?
You ain't about it you'd rather be callin cops
Side talkin like bitches will get you robbed, stabbed or shot
Talking tough but you pussy so lemme keep it a stack
I know you hate me but you ain't finna do shit about that
Just men being feminine gossiping hens in a group chat
Get the strap like I'm 50
Pass it right off to my mans and get you clapped with the .50
Don't respect me you'll fear me
Got you pissin out blood after rockin shots to your kidneys
Never rat on your friends always keep your mouth shut like Jimmy
Caught you slippin on your own block
Side talkin like bitches will get you robbed, stabbed or shot
The f*ck you thought?
You ain't about it you'd rather be callin cops
Side talkin like bitches will get you robbed, stabbed or shot
Fans trippin speculatin who be beefin with who
If they really down with the shop and who got kicked out the crew
Just kick back dawg f*ck with the music and do you
The f*ck you lookin like sweatin another man's future moves?
And don't get me started
Some of y'all retarded I'm statin facts
Hear a track, cop a mic now you think you could rap?
Heard you was pullin up but yo all I be smellin is cap
Don't let me catch you out in public lay you flat on your back
Caught you slippin on your own block
Side talkin like bitches will get you robbed, stabbed or shot
The f*ck you thought?
You ain't about it you'd rather be callin cops
Side talkin like bitches will get you robbed, stabbed or shot
Writer: Anthony Molinari
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid