Side - NLE Choppa

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Ayy

I ain’t gotta ask, I know my mama proud of me

And my nigga, we was thuggin', we was doin' robberies

You ain’t gotta ask if it’s on me, it’s on the side

Every time that a young nigga ride

Hundred shots up out this chopper, let 'em glide

I can’t let 'em slide, 'cause it fuck with my pride

I’m in the club with my glizzy and my blicky

Tryin' not to hurt somebody, ayy

'Cause I was stuck up in the storm when the rain came

We don’t care where it’s at, we do it broad day

I let the opps run the city, tryna maintain

Goin' down the wrong road gave me road rage

I had to tell 'em we ain’t goin' for nothin', don’t know what the squad on

A rich nigga like the lotto, sippin' moscato

I put a nigga on the news, I probably read 'bout him

Her head super-duper fire, made her head throttle

He say, «Tell me the meanin' of a thug»

I’d rather be a gangster 'cause I can’t show no love

'Fore I do my dirt, I mask it on with a glove

If he get up in my way, then I’ma hit him with a slug, yeah, yeah

I ain’t gotta ask, I know my mama proud of me

And my nigga, we was thuggin', we was doin' robberies

You ain’t gotta ask if it’s on me, it’s on the side

Every time that a young nigga ride

Hundred shots up out this chopper, let 'em glide

I can’t let 'em slide, 'cause it fuck with my pride

I’m in the club with my glizzy and my blicky

Tryin' not to hurt somebody (Nah, nah, nah, nah)

Ayy, got my glizzy and my blicky, tryin' not to hurt somebody

Nah, nah-nah-nah, nah-nah-nah

Bum, bum, NLE the top shotta, yeah

Got them bombs like Al-Qaeda