On a Side Note

Over here sexin' (sexin') Way too many hoes up in my section Time to teach you little boys, something bout' a lesson Knew you was a fake nigga, on the first impression Knew you was a fake nigga, Knew you was a snake Okay, woah You wanna die hoe, got the pistol in my pocket like a side hoe I was talking to your bitch, on a side note I ain't golf, but she like the way I side stroke You get it, I did it I pivot, I'm with it I'm wait, I'm in it We livid, too fitted She on the classy TV Know the words I'm speaking, don't even need captions on me It's a hobby don't need cash, way she dancing for free T.S.U. in me, you know I see (know I see now) Everything she wanted me to be (be now) Who just changed the game, oh wait it's me I ball up, I ball up, I ball up, I ball up for Keep hunting monsters, you gon' become the monster Woah, aye Yeah This song for the streets Bossin' niggas got to eat What goes on behind the scenes Martin Luther had a dream, woah Aye, stupid nigga's cannot teach Ruthless hitta's got to preach Time for ya'll to take a seat, and listen She wanna play with my jewelry, and lick on these diamonds Wanna stay, but the Uber here so that's perfect timing Huh, pull up wait wait wait Pull up, pull up aye aye aye Over here sexin' (sexin') Way too many hoes up in my section Time to teach you little boys, something bout' a lesson Knew you was a fake nigga, on the first impression Knew you was a fake nigga, Knew you was a snake Okay, woah You wanna die hoe, got the pistol in my pocket like a side hoe I was talking to your bitch, on a side note I ain't golf, but she like the way I side stroke Aye, aye trust has been diminished KG gon' keep going, I ain't finished Think I'm on, I remember think she said she from L.A. Might be gone till November, just know when, and what to say Like a mob, can't tell whether I should tell her where I lay Influencing like I'm Ye All the haters, they should pray Ah nah, that booty bounce like cake Wait a minute Ah nah, these different kind of stakes Bitch I'm back now Is that seriously how you wanna act right now Middle fingers to the opp's, we smoking packs right now Ain't got dreads but we on lock, yeah I've been cashing out I ain't finished in this bitch Vision Dash, fast This ain't easy This gon' last Different stash Different cash, different Who the one that always keep 100, you know we legit Six bad hoes, yeah I might check em' off the list Nigga's hate when I be outside, when I step up out this bitch Enemies ain't no curse motivate me, they a gift Enemies ain't no curse they motivate me they a All I wanna do is fly to Houston, pull up with the clique She a model, yet I'm pretty so they ask me for the flick This might be the anthem, K.G. too hard You know I'm the shit Put you on the burner, on the back end nah I wanted you at first, that was back then nah Every single verse, I've been actin' up Put it in reverse Imma put you in a hearse