Sides

[Intro]
I love you, cash

[Verse]
Nah, I'm not workin' a 9-to-5, yeah (Yeah)
Nah, I'm not talkin' 'bout IG, I make her go live (Woo)
Yeah, my bro in the muhfuckin' Tesla, he act like he drive
Yeah, and that pussy so muhfuckin' wet and she told me to dive
I said, "No, I'm not working a job"
Ain't no way that we lettin' shit slide
I know money be stuck on my mind
I just made twenty racks off my rhymes
I be walkin', I feel so alive
You wanna come in the trap, get a guide
She wanna fuck in the trap, I'm like, "Why?" (Woo)
She wanna fuck on a pound and get high (Woo)
Wish I could go back and be with the guys (Woah)
Tints on the window, can't see how I drive (Yeah)
Lit the fuck up and we geeked up with God (Uh)
I'm SoIcy Goth and my bitch kinda shy
I done seen niggas fall off all the time (Yeah)
In my own city (Shh), they handle my shine (My shine)
Stay with niggas even switchin' up sides
I guess it happens when you chosen by God