Other hand

On the other hand Me and my brother I ain't never ran I'm with my brother man Tryna count these rubber bands Nigga on a under hand I can make a Came Up They thought that I couldn't Bitch I'm a dog All my opps is just pussy Brand new 4 pound I call that bitch lil Nicky Dumb in the pot I cook shit up ridiculous All my bitches Know just how to play they role Eff'n In the cell Guess a nigga gotta play the phone All these niggas Thinking that they hot I just light the stove Brody treat the opps Just like snot He gone wipe a nose When it's smoke They gotta read about it I done seen these niggas starve While you eat around'em Yeahhh Nigga try the gang We put feet around'em If he don't get no money Then he can't be around me I'm too cut to ever need a bandage An my momma raised a Gangsta Ion need a band aid Niggas try sides When they get to switching Watch'em turn to bitches Eff'n get the switches I ain't nothing like'em Baby I said I'm that nigga Always been the same Yeah Daedae beda realest Yeahhh Ugh I come to Tommy's And I catch a body I got too many hoes Bitch don't stress about me On the other hand Nigga I ain't never ran With my brother man Counting up these rubber bands Off a under hand Bet I make a summer jam Came a long way My first song was summer tan Came Up They thought that I couldn't Bitch I'm a dog All my opps is just pussy Brand new 4 pound I call that bitch lil Nicky Dumb in the pot I cook shit up ridiculous All my bitches Know just how to play they role Eff'n In the cell Guess a nigga gotta play the phone All these niggas thinking that they hot I just light the stove Brody treat the opps Just like snot He gone wipe a nose That's your crib Bet I run up in it Every whip I'm in, got a gun up in it That's your bitch Ain't no thinking when I run up in it Ima disrespectful nigga Leave a son up in it I be hot up in this bitch Like the sun up in it All these niggas act like bitches I be son'in niggas, yeahhh Son of Sam, an they getting taxed Nigga disrespect the gang Best believe they getting whacked I just dive on they block Then I'm getting back Somebody died on they block They ain't getting back Up on the opps Ain't no getting back Nigga disrespect the gang On my mom he getting snapped On the other hand Nigga I ain't never ran With my brother man countin up these rubber bands Off a under hand Bet I make a summer jam Came a long way My first song was summer tan Came Up They thought that I couldn't Bitch I'm a dog All my opps is just pussy Brand new 4 pound I call that bitch lil Nicky Dumb in the pot I cook shit up ridiculous All my bitches Know just how to play they role Eff'n In the cell Guess a nigga gotta play the phone All these niggas Thinking that they hot I just light the stove Brody treat the opps Just like snot He gone wipe a nose