YoungBoy Never Broke Again - On My Side lyrics

[Intro] (Leor, light it up) (What's up, Haze?) Huh, huh, huh [Chorus] Huh, ridin' in that motherfu*kin' skrrt-skrrt, vroom Shawty on my side, and she don't want me to lose I can't make this up 'bout how I came through shinin' Yeah, you knowin' how I do [Verse 1] Actin' crazy in this b*tch like I belong on the news Turnin' up, up in this b*tch like I'm a motherfu*kin' fool I go dumb up in this b*tch, I go to wavin' with my tool For Big Dump, I really miss, I got them bodies two by two, ha Time to head home, baby, what that sex 'bout? (Okay) Have your head on, baby, lose that cell phone (Okay) We fu*k to flash, she let me hit it in my VLONE One-fifty units, I just need to get a big loan Cards like its real estate, ni**a, back it down Soon as that chopper bang, gravediggin', 4K Trey ni**a, this a shotta's chain Real killer, don't play with children, 'fore I had fire at five brains Do the dash on po' trucks, engines hit it, this b*tch insane Pussy ni**a mad about my millions, can't talk wit' 'em sane Comprehension with no understandin', they don't know what I'm sayin' How we wait outside but an*lyze One meaningless diamond chain spinnin' 'bout our dead brother name? [Chorus] Huh, ridin' in that motherfu*kin' skrrt-skrrt, vroom Shawty on my side, and she don't want me to lose I can't make this up 'bout how I came through shinin' Yeah, you knowin' how I do [Verse 2] I knock sh*t off as soon as it's up, they need to put me in a zoo I got big bank, plenty money, and my sons too We throw sticks like they baboons, got my blick in New York like Woo Cousin lit, they call him Skelly, just wan' crash when Top say shoot Play with that dog food like my cousin, profit jump back up in two Prophet preachin' to the youth, all that lame sh*t, we don't do fu*k ni**as, hatin'-ass, who you kill? Protect your gang, bang with your crew Me and my mains, we out the roof, I'm screamin', "b*tch, what you wan' do?" GTR, I'ma turn this b*tch into a slider I fu*k with her, take her out to Shyne, flood her with diamonds I'm gon' murder someone, pray that I just don't have to remind her I ain't got no work on me, real fast in that foreign, how I be drivin' We killed him, we slimed him, right, we slimed him in that motherfu*kin'—, ooh I'm by my lonely, probably two guns on me Yeah, ridin' in the coupe Shawty know I'm high in this motherfu*ker, want me to get her high too Tryna tell you they can be with it, I'm already on that [Chorus] Huh, ridin' in that motherfu*kin' skrrt-skrrt, vroom Shawty on my side, and she don't want me to lose I can't make this up 'bout how I came through shinin' Yeah, you knowin' how I do