Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song F*ck the Otha Side , by - Fredo Santana. Release date: 02.01.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
F*ck the Otha Side |
| Let’s get it |
| Squad |
| Fuck the other side |
| I’m a spaz on you niggas, I say fuck the other side |
| Keep playing with a check, getting money till I die |
| So much pain inside but it’s so hard for me to cry |
| I done gained a lotta money but I done lost a lotta guys |
| I say fuck the other side |
| I say fuck the other side |
| I say fuck the other side |
| I say fuck the other side |
| I’m a spaz on you niggas |
| I say fuck the other side |
| I say fuck the other side |
| I say fuck the other side |
| I’m a pull up on your block, I’m a fucking drop some |
| Niggas better pray to God, better hope the cops come |
| Got a 40, Juice got a 30, Caper got a drum |
| It’s gonna be a bloody scene, man, you don’t want none |
| I’m a spaz on you niggas, I say fuck the other side |
| I’m a pull up on blocks, kill sons, mamas cry |
| And it’s fucked up in the streets |
| I sell drugs, they wonder why |
| Looking for the lean, man I’m just tryna get high |
| Heard these niggas sneak diss, don’t make me pull a drive-by |
| Reese, roll that window down, I finna blow this 4−5 |
| And this bitch text my phone, I swear I hope her friend bye |
| Finna cake her out and get some top and tell that bitch bye |
| I’m a spaz on you niggas, I say fuck the other side |
| Keep playing with a check, getting money till I die |
| So much pain inside but it’s so hard for me to cry |
| I done gained a lotta money but I done lost a lotta guys |
| I say fuck the other side |
| I say fuck the other side |
| I say fuck the other side |
| I say fuck the other side |
| I’m a spaz on you niggas |
| I say fuck the other side |
| I say fuck the other side |
| I say fuck the other side |
| In the kitchen whipping chickens like I work for Popeyes |
| You can get it for a low number just hit my line |
| And this club going down but yet my money flying |
| If a nigga put they hands on me I swear they dying |
| And we keep guns on us, boy, we don’t knuckle up |
| Let me call my plug, think it’s time to re-up |
| And these niggas fake as fuck, only money I trust |
| So much money coming in, man, I can’t get enough |
| And this loud that I’m smoking, man, I got it from Jamaica |
| Run up on me wrong, boy, I’m a fucking have to face you |
| All this fucking food talk, man, I ain’t got no patience |
| What you want, what you need, serve your ass like a waiter |
| I’m a spaz on you niggas, I say fuck the other side |
| Keep playing with a check, getting money till I die |
| So much pain inside but it’s so hard for me to cry |
| I done gained a lotta money but I done lost a lotta guys |
| I say fuck the other side |
| I say fuck the other side |
| I say fuck the other side |
| I say fuck the other side |
| I’m a spaz on you niggas |
| I say fuck the other side |
| I say fuck the other side |
| I say fuck the other side |