Cyan - sideways ? Lyrics

Nigga try me once, nigga, the. Im clutchin', ya
I got this strap, nigga, and I'm bussin'
Whole gang going up, nigga, I know that this a blessing
Tryna test some, you could test Gen-5
That's what I'm clutching
And they talkin' bout blaze, blaze
I used to f*ck with some of these fakes, but now, I just look at 'em sideways, yuh
I get the check, it go my way, yuh
And these shootas do what I say
I wonder why niggas pump fake
And my shootas they at yo' place, yeah
He tried to run, then he trip
Gas in my lungs, but I'm not sick
I call up lil' bro, then we dumpin, ya
I got gas up in my lungs, this shit don't feel right
If he talk to hot, he get clipped, like it's Fortnite
And these niggas couldn't stop me, yuh
Bad bitch off the what?
Bad bitch off the Roxy, yeah
Tryna run up, but you holdin' no weight
Good gas, I'ma smoke it today
She a thot nigga, that ain't yo bae
We got K's nigga we don't debate

I got MAC-10 at the function
I know you up to something
And these niggas be fake, so who do I trust in
Bitch I trust in the fye, that's what I'm clutchin'
Bitch, we leave you slumpin'
He diss then we rush him
My pockets big, nigga like a cushion
My pockets big, nigga they is fat
I told yo lil' bro to get back
We get yo' big bro for a rack
I heard yo' lil' bro is it a rat
Nigga you talk down, then you wacked
Walk down, we got straps
Bitch we got drums, nigga we got gats
You is a bum nigga, yeah I guessed, ya