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Side EFX
by Gucci Mane
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Southside on the track
Yeah
I pop a whatcha-ma-call-it, but it got side-effects
Dick rock hard like a mouth test
Hit it from the side, that's a side-effect
I'm a Zone 6 nigga, now you're my bitch
Slurpin' up the drank and it got side-effects
Shit expensive, bitch, you thirsty like a cactus
Tried to DM a bad bitch, but he got catfished
Doin' editin', turns out she's just a fat bitch
Tryna keep her with the Wop, but it got side-effects
He filin' bankrupt, turned up on the internet
He leseaed the Wraith, he deficient on his taxes
Thought he was trappin', where the cash at, you stashed it
I'm El Gato, front door, but it got side-effects
My dough defy the laws of science, I'm a scientist
I put a ki in my rerock machine and press it
It came from Tijuana but I had to stretch it
Cartel affiliations, man, they causin' side-effects
I'm talkin' pull up the plug in a private jet
I'm talkin' numbers so low, it got me cheesin'
Blowin' numbers like trees, Big Meechin'
I'm droppin' good game on your big peaches
I just scope-tracked the trailer, free reefer
Side-effects strike first, Grim Reaper
Desert Eagle, .45, street-sweeper
Like Gucci really see dead people
I mean really man, I see dead people
Body found, don't make it a sequel
Side-effect, me an' you are not equal
Growin' up, I did shit so evil
Yesterday, half a mil' for two features
Niggas warin' in the streets, we ain't equal
If I get caught, I see no evil
A side-effect, I bought a brick and two Beepers
How you snitchin' on a nigga that feed ya
A side-effect, get rich, they turn evil
Is that a car, is that a plane? No, that's a creature
Wop
Southside on the track
Yeah
I pop a whatcha-ma-call-it, but it got side-effects
Dick rock hard like a mouth test
Hit it from the side, that's a side-effect
I'm a Zone 6 nigga, now you're my bitch
Slurpin' up the drank and it got side-effects
Shit expensive, bitch, you thirsty like a cactus
Tried to DM a bad bitch, but he got catfished
Doin' editin', turns out she's just a fat bitch
Tryna keep her with the Wop, but it got side-effects
He filin' bankrupt, turned up on the internet
He leseaed the Wraith, he deficient on his taxes
Thought he was trappin', where the cash at, you stashed it
I'm El Gato, front door, but it got side-effects
My dough defy the laws of science, I'm a scientist
I put a ki in my rerock machine and press it
It came from Tijuana but I had to stretch it
Cartel affiliations, man, they causin' side-effects
I'm talkin' pull up the plug in a private jet
I'm talkin' numbers so low, it got me cheesin'
Blowin' numbers like trees, Big Meechin'
I'm droppin' good game on your big peaches
I just scope-tracked the trailer, free reefer
Side-effects strike first, Grim Reaper
Desert Eagle, .45, street-sweeper
Like Gucci really see dead people
I mean really man, I see dead people
Body found, don't make it a sequel
Side-effect, me an' you are not equal
Growin' up, I did shit so evil
Yesterday, half a mil' for two features
Niggas warin' in the streets, we ain't equal
If I get caught, I see no evil
A side-effect, I bought a brick and two Beepers
How you snitchin' on a nigga that feed ya
A side-effect, get rich, they turn evil
Is that a car, is that a plane? No, that's a creature
Wop
