
babyk ft two3 - side effects lyrics
[hook]
this pill that i’m on come with side effects
met her on the internet, cybers+x
if i pull up now, better have a vest
he talkin ‘bout smoke, we got pounds of that
he say he want beef, we got rounds for that
if i see a opp i’ma make a mess
these n+ggas couldn’t see me on house arrest
them boys wanna be me, these n+ggas some pests
[verse 1]
we smoke by the 8th cus i’m rollin gelato
i’m with a model, my clip full of hollows
i’m paper chasin, might not see tomorrow
i’m duckin fed charges like i’m chapo
i’m in the h+llcat with your hoe
and she gettin open, takin off her clothes
yeah she got a n+gga, these b+tches cold
but that ain’t my business, i cannot expose
they tryna boo me, want me doin shows
but i can’t do a show unless i got my pole
run up on me and i ain’t asking questions
that chopper gon put a n+gga in a hole
we got them pints comin by the load
that sh+t that i’m sippin came from up the road
my b+tch don’t wear makeup, she just paint her toes
and she way too classy for them other hoes
[hook]
this pill that i’m on come with side effects
met her on the internet, cybers+x
if i pull up now, better have a vest
he talkin ‘bout smoke, we got pounds of that
he say he want beef, we got rounds for that
if i see a opp i’ma make a mess
these n+ggas couldn’t see me on house arrest
them boys wanna be me, these n+ggas some pests
[verse 2]
just popped me a perc, got me high as a n+gga
three b+tches with me and i’m in a two+seater
these vvs’s, they came out the freezer
don’t get it confused cus i still got my heater
i’m fighting demons whenever i’m dreamin
i’m paranoid, yeah this sh+t got me thinkin
above water but it feel like i’m sinkin
don’t f+ck with n+ggas cus they change by the season
i’m drippin sauce, n+gga i got the seasoning
tell em catch up cus these n+ggas i’m leavin
i can’t trust these b+tches, i know they be leechin
the glock 22 for them n+ggas who reachin
i don’t need a cup, i sip out the 2 liter
this actavis got me flyer than peter
ain’t talkin domestic when i say i beat her
yeah she sn+tchin souls, i call her grim reaper
[hook]
this pill that i’m on come with side effects
met her on the internet, cybers+x
if i pull up now, better have a vest
he talkin ‘bout smoke, we got pounds of that
he say he want beef, we got rounds for that
if i see a opp i’ma make a mess
these n+ggas couldn’t see me on house arrest
them boys wanna be me, these n+ggas some pests
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