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letra de money side - matblaq

[intro]
yeah, ohh
look

[chorus]
yeah i’m on this side
i’m on the money side (money side)
yo’ b-tch, she tryna ride
you on that dummy side (yeah)
keep that .40 on me, tuck it by my side (by my side)
yeah she talkin’ sh-t but she don’t know that she my side (she my side)
yeah i’m on this side
i’m on the money side (money side)
yo’ b-tch, she tryna ride
you on that dummy side (yeah)
keep that .40 on me, tuck it by my side (by my side)
yeah she talkin’ sh-t but she don’t know that she my side

[verse 1]
always talkin’ sh-t but she don’t know that she my side
always talkin’ sh-t lil’ bih’ lil’ bih’ you wanna fight
i’m going h.a.m right now and this ain’t out of spite
i’m havin’ fun right now ’cause b-tch, i’m f-ckin’ high (yeah)
why you talkin’ b-tch, is this yo’ mans? (this yo’ mans, huh)
never said i’m hood and that ain’t in my plan (that ain’t in my plan, huh)
but if you want the smoke, i’ll throw them f-ckin’ hands (throw them f-ckin’ hand, huh)
and if you want the smoke, i’ll throw them f-ckin’ hands (throw them f-ckin’)
i keep that .40, i tuck it by my side (by my side)
if you wanna die, i let that sh-t sing high (i let that sh-t sing high)
i got yo’ b-tch in my bed, she singin’ high notes
i took a hit of that sh-t and now i’m high bro
errbody mess with me i’m not that guy (i ain’t that guy)
but they my homies so i let them n-gg-s slide (i let them n-gg-s slide)
if you don’t know me n-gg-, i ain’t on yo’ side (i don’t know you b-tch)
i’ll throw them hands lil’ b-tch and now you finna die (yeah, ohhh)

[verse 2]
i keep that .40 by my side bih’ (by my side)
you tryna mess wit me, yeah but you just a side bih’
she tryna ri-ride on me like she my bih’ (hol’up who?)
f-ck my watch, lil’ bih’ i swear i’m tim3l3ss (yeah we tim3l3ss)
bussdown on my gl-sses (yeah)
burberry on me i swear i see sh-t (hol’up yeah)
and now i see it crystal clear (who that, guess what)
i am the n-gg- of the year
don’t mess wit’ me now i’m feelin’ myself (i’m feelin’ myself)
and i swear my phone ring like a doorbell (ding-dong ding-dong)
yeah i’m running this sh-t like i’m roose- huh (yeah i’m roose-)
i said i’m running this sh-t like i’m roosevelt (b-tch i’m roosevelt)
swear i’m livin’ life and i ain’t missin’ (i ain’t missin’)
yeah, don’t need no ice ’cause i glisten (’cause i glisten)
yeah, i shine bright like a star, b-tch
my sqaud shine wit’ me yeah, yeah we tim3l3ss

[outro]
(side)
(money side)
(dummy side)
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- matblaq

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