Both Sides (feat. Lil Baby)

Bur gang, leave a nigga cold
 What's happening TT?
 It ain't my business, it ain't my beef, I ain't on no side
 Y'all got guns and we got guns but we don't post ours
 Look, you poppin' like the giant, he just .45
 Told him hit 'em in the leg and make them niggas your size
 These niggas gon' end up dead, they keep on playin' both sides
 These niggas gon' end up dead, they keep on playin' both sides
 They gon' need a lot of blank shoes a bunch of bowties
 They gon' need a lot of blank shoes a bunch of bowties
 I made it from the skreets, it ain't no mercy on these skreets
 It's hot as mercury, these boys'll merk you on these skreets
 These bitches double dutch so quick, they'll jap a nigga sheets
 Got niggas sleepin' competin' with niggas, I ain't even competin'
 If you talk behind my back no need to dap me when you see me
 'Cause I ain't gon' share no tip when they pick you up off from the cement
 A real dope boy, I make it flood in any season
 While rappers goin' broke and blame corona as the reason
 I showed some niggas cannons, they mistook that I was weak
 I told them I was stackin', they just thought that I was cheap
 If I took it, I was mad, I still ain't finna give it back
 No UZis in my back, consider that shit as a text
 So buy some station adams and a couple ties that match
 This MAC came with a shoulder scrap, the only thing retract
 4PF and 1017 4 for life we trap
 And we ain't with that pity pass shit, we ra-ta-ta-tat
 It ain't my business, it ain't my beef, I ain't on no side
 Y'all got guns and we got guns but we don't post ours
 Look, you poppin' like the giant, he just .45
 Told him hit 'em in the leg and make them niggas your size
 These niggas gon' end up dead, they keep on playin' both sides
 These niggas gon' end up dead, they keep on playin' both sides
 They gon' need a lot of blank shoes a bunch of bowties
 They gon' need a lot of blank shoes a bunch of bowties
 Doin' songs for Gucci Mane, now I done ran them stupid bands up
 Make no stupid, shoot your mans up, it's a robber, put your hands up
 The see me, they switch the channel, I'm the real deal, Atlanta
 Ain't no monkeys in the middle, play both sides, you get dismantle
 Tuck my shit, I got my hammer, fuck that bitch, ain't got no manners
 Can't hit that shit, that's not my standard
 She copied my dripped, she like me Grandma
 I kick me a dirty Fanta, ridin' 'round in these dirty Phantoms
 I'm 'bout gettin' business and ain't sittin' in no worries
 I ain't with no chitter-chatter, keep a bad one
 Her ass fatter than the last one
 We be takin' shit, no askin', we be breakin' bricks no passin'
 Everybody lit, go ask, I be in the 'Vette, the fast one
 And I got the CA, you don't wanna see them
 It ain't my business, it ain't my beef, I ain't on no side
 Y'all got guns and we got guns but we don't post ours
 Look, you poppin' like the giant, he just .45
 Told him hit 'em in the leg and make them niggas your size
 These niggas gon' end up dead, they keep on playin' both sides
 These niggas gon' end up dead, they keep on playin' both sides
 They gon' need a lot of blank shoes a bunch of bowties
 They gon' need a lot of blank shoes a bunch of bowties