Yvng Xeno - Sides Lyrics

Ye
I'ma put it like this
Ay told em it's my ye told em it's my time
Ye told em it's my time ye told em it's my time
Told em it's my time
I'ma put it like this ye
Yea told em it's my time
All I did was grind
Now these bitches hit my line
I f*ck two hoes at one time
Told em it's my time yea
Yea f*cked that bitch outside
Yea had to get my cake up had to choose a better side
Yea I promised to myself I touch a mil before I die
Told them niggas straight up can't f*ck with you if you ain't gon ride
Had to get my mind right
Watch came out the freezer like a Klondike
Told her suck me up it's been a long night
Yea it's been a long night yea
Don't give a f*ck about a hater
Young nigga ballin' like a f*ckin' Laker
And the coupe is matte black it look like Darth Vader
Prayin' everyday to my Lord and Savior
She like me cause my music
Yea my bro he keep the pole
Prayin' he don't even gotta use it
Yea I'm hot right now like stove
And I do not plan on coolin'
Not goin out sad about no hoe
Ain't takin' no L's no I'm not losin
I'm not yea I'm not
No I'm not losin
No I'm not losin
Yea f*cked that bitch outside
Had to get my cake up had to choose a better side
Yea I promised to myself I touch a mil before I die
Told them niggas straight up can't f*ck with you if you ain't gon ride
Skinny jeans on like Uzi
All these bitches choosin
She only love me cause I'm real hot I knew it
I be countin' large racks
My bitch got maxed out stats
Told that bitch to bounce that
You are not no slime please stop claimin' those things
All my diamonds shine I got VVS rings
You ain't worth my time f*ck up out my face please
Red Balenciagas and I got the two C's
Yea rocking double G's
Yea I'm finna fly out somewhere overseas
Diamonds yea they bite now yo shit turnin' green
Yo hoe finna get piped down right after we leave the scene
Yea f*cked that bitch outside
Had to get my cake up had to choose a better side
Yea I promised to myself I touch a mil before I die
Told them niggas straight up can't f*ck with you if you ain't gon ride
Throw it in the air
Watch it all fall
Middle finger in the air
Screamin' f*ck the law oh
Ay flexin' so hard I feel like Chapo
I'ma go hard till I die hoe
All in the mall I just buy clothes
You can have it all if you got hope
Yea they say they really real but they not though
Brand new Mexican I feel like Pablo
She texted again I ain't respond though
Yea f*cked that bitch outside
Had to get my cake up had to choose a better side
Yea I promised to myself I touch a mil before I die
Told them niggas straight up can't f*ck with you if you ain't gon ride