Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Other Side, artist - Toosii.
Date of issue: 05.02.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Other Side |
We into it with the other side, I’ma slide, don’t care who dying, uh |
He speak on my name, better tuck his chain 'cause my niggas ridin', yeah |
Don’t lose your brain, we goin' insane, your family cryin', yeah |
I come from nowhere, don’t go there, it get violent, yeah |
I was walkin' on feet, now I’m straight to a jet, young nigga be flyin' |
Don’t come on my side if you ain’t with it, young niggas be dyin' |
And I know what they say about my side, but the other side lyin' |
If they want our head, tell 'em we ain’t scared, tell 'em to try it, yeah |
Fed baby, my granddaddy, he was so in love with them drugs, uh |
Couldn’t do no show in my city right now, I ain’t get enough love, yeah |
And it’s gon' be blood, if I say go, then nigga, it’s up, yeah |
And you still can’t stop at no red lights, so don’t get stuck, uh |
40 on my side, I’ma rock that bitch like it’s a beeper, uh |
I don’t believe nothin', so you gotta make me a believer, uh |
When it’s time to slide, it’s like I don’t miss, I’m an overachiever, yeah |
Faceshot right in the head, you gon' be dead when I see you |
Like Fantasia, when I see you, I wouldn’t wan' be you |
Them boys pussy, they see-through |
Hit the block, make a movie like Regal |
My daddy played Beanie Sigel |
I’m a thug, bitch, I ain’t evil |
We into it with the other side, I’ma slide, don’t care who dying, uh |
He speak on my name, better tuck his chain 'cause my niggas ridin', yeah |
Don’t lose your brain, we goin' insane, your family cryin', yeah |
I come from nowhere, don’t go there, it get violent, yeah |
I was walkin' on feet, now I’m straight to a jet, young nigga be flyin' |
Don’t come on my side if you ain’t with it, young niggas be dyin' |
And I know what they say about my side, but the other side lyin' |
If they want our head, tell 'em we ain’t scared, tell 'em to try it, yeah |
Hood nigga with a bag, I’m tryna be rich, I ain’t worried 'bout nobody |
Pay a nigga to do it, I wish I would, I’ll catch my own body |
I don’t go outside 'cause I see death, so I’m a homebody |
Might get some pussy from my ex or one of these hoes probably |
Other side got beef with theyself, I ain’t worried 'bout nada, yeah |
I just copped Givenchy and Louis and Fendi, might throw on some Prada, yeah |
Still’ll step on a nigga in one of these big Balenciagas, yeah |
We’ll take his brain, like 2016, we screamin' yaga, yeah |
Oh, we screamin' yaha |
My opps bitches, they oppers |
We’ll send that boy to the doctors |
See red whenever I sock you |
That 40 sing like an opera |
He dead, that’s how we stopped him |
Want his head, so we gon' drop him, oh |
We into it with the other side, I’ma slide, don’t care who dying, uh |
He speak on my name, better tuck his chain 'cause my niggas ridin', yeah |
Don’t lose your brain, we goin' insane, your family cryin', yeah |
I come from nowhere, don’t go there, it get violent, yeah |
I was walkin' on feet, now I’m straight to a jet, young nigga be flyin' |
Don’t come on my side if you ain’t with it, young niggas be dyin' |
And I know what they say about my side, but the other side lyin' |
If they want our head, tell 'em we ain’t scared, tell 'em to try it |