East side, I bend at the f*cking death,
Money on me and I'm strapped like a seat belt,
I go fast, go fast, f*ck the seat belt,
I eat that pussy, beat that pussy, make her scream help.
Team 12, we balling over here,
You know fly niggers got a swag from a lear,
Bitch broke my heart but I didn't drop a tear,
I just been to sea summer and I beat her from the rear,
From the rear, only killers over here,
Pussy killers shouldn't kill it, we don't f*ck around with squares.
We don't f*ck around with queers, they don't fit up in my circle,
My niggers go dumb, go stupid, go urkle,
Kush up in my blunt as I sip purple,
I don't like a nigger get a shit, I use a turtle,
Niggers is my sons, I f*ck your mom and she made you,
But this f*ck hurt, I will more curtue.
East side, nameless, why she got me leaning,
Bitches going crazy, started fighting over penis,
We know what the team is, everybody screaming,
F gang ain't nothing if you didn't know business.
I guess today was a good day,
I had to shot a nigger in his face.
Kidnap a bitch and left no trace,
Kill the pussy couple sad it was a cold case.
Keep telling but the k make 'em fade away,
Knock this bitch and beat the pussy like there ain't a way.
Eat the coochie just to tell 'em how it really tastes,
You ain't gotta know a lot, this of not appeal.
Pulling out a molly like a f*cking scoot,
Baby moma trying to blow me like a tuba.
Pussy popping like a low rage shot shooter,
East side rapper, shout it like Fred Muller.