Talkin' sideways, that blow the way,
Talkin' sideways, that blow the way
Talkin' that blow the way
Talkin' sideways, that blow the way
Talkin' that blow the way
Got my pin phone, I'm in that G5
and I hit you with that 9
Come on shorty let's ride the city,
Most of these cats I hit petty,
don't even wanna spend a penny
But I like you cause you lethal,
Put my hoodie on, creep through,
Now what the hell was he thinking,
I ain't a stranger to creeping
I change them guns of the season,
and I stay in my rear view
Yeah, I'm sideways peepin',
eyes closed from the cheepin'
Butt open just enough to catch
they can yodel like cornbread
them slugs leave them coughin'
Uh, blood for that sideways talk
Talkin' sideways, that blow the way
Talkin' sideways, that blow the way
I'ma let that heat spread
Talkin' sideways, then blow the way
Talkin' sideways, then blow the way
I'ma let that heat spread
I'm sippin' on that codeine
Not satisfied til I feel like a dope thing
My baby mama scared of me,
And jiggins don't compare to me,
there's no one that you know
These diamonds that I bop,
You want something like that,
Now they dream bout that,
while I make the store close
cause she know the stats kid
like I'm a NBA draft pick
I squeeze the K you be dead
Talking sideways, then blow the way
Talking sideways, then blow the way
Talking sideways, then blow the way
Talking sideways, then blow the way
Talking It's that New York
Phone Flex, Karl Show King, M .O .B .B.
Know what I'm talking about?