"East Side Orkhestra" lyrics
Ayy, nigga, hmm
Huh, get off me, huh
Ayy, FK, mm, uh
Huh, ah, ayy, uh, nigga, nigga
Walk him outta here
Uh, crank that nigga up, walk him outta here, uh
Nigga, get him outta here
Huh, crank that nigga up, ayy
Boy
Your lil' sister gay as hell, she a carpet muncher, huh
Met the ho last night, me and my bitch fucked her, huh
Said she wanted to take a Perc', yeah, my bitch drugged her
I knew it was about to happen soon as my bitch hugged her, huh
Nah, enough of that, huh, I'm always fuckin' rats, huh
Lil' hood pussy love when I be bomin' back, huh
But I be focused on my mud, where my cup at? Huh
This Sprite ain't dark enough, add another line, huh
Go that cappin'-ass nigga with another lie, huh
There go that cappin'-ass nigga with another lie, huh
With his lame-ass bitch, don't know nothin' right
Still 'bout to fuck her, but this yerc' ain't got me nuttin' right
Like, ayy, bitch, go'n eat the dick, take the cake, bitch
But I ain't stayin', right back to the streets, take a break, bitch
Huh, yeah, lover and a fighter, I like gun violence
Huh, huh, real gang member, I keep blood by me
Gang, huh, hit him in his shit, now it's blood by him, huh, huh
Hit him in his dome, now it's blood on it
Huh, keep somethin' on me
We ain't doin' no shows at least it's one on me, unless it's one on me
Huh, we don't trust security or the club owners
Huh, make us fuck this bitch up, I'll put a dub on it
Huh, it's a couple of 'em, huh, put a hundred on 'em
Huh, rich-ass nigga off the East, I got money now
Spray your car, you don't play it smart, pull a dummy out
Huh, caught this bitch from my high school, a junkie now
Huh, nigga used to be the man, he a flunky now
Huh, nigga used to be a bully, I'll punk him now
Huh, I ain't never got bullied, I'll punch you out
Huh, I ain't never got bullied, woulda punched you out
Still will, got the strap in Pontiac, no Ill Will
Thrill pills, that's them RPs, make me windmill
Pull up windchill when this AR hit your windshield
Fleein' with Phil in the field, how I can't feel?
Hit a nigga like Nick Perry, make it seem real
Big ape, smack a bitch face, naw, I don't hit the hoes
Big ape, you a disgrace, get you killed, though
Huh, DM your grandma, tell that bitch she gon' get feeled on
I just left her house, huh, that's why her strip gone
Huh, she ain't gon' tell you the real reason why her hip gone
Ayy, boy, your bitch fat, she ain't big boned
Ayy, boy, if it's that, I'll put the blitz on it
I ain't good at makin' diss songs, it be personal, huh
I want the best for my niggas, I want the worst for them
Huh, sign me up for that smoke, I'ma be the first to get 'em, huh
The only reason I woke up just be to hurt a nigga, huh
We got digits, we got hundreds, we got thirties with us
Free kill, huh, clean kill for a dirty nigga
Huh, I fucked his auntie 'cause the old bitch was flirtin' with me
Huh, I got that cutter on me right now, do surgery with it
Huh, pocket knife on my right pocket, I'll cut you with it
Better teach a lil' nigga how to mind your motherfuckin' business
I'll set a record in this bitch 'cause I don't fuck with Guinness
I'll sip the Wocky in this bitch 'cause I don't fuck with Guinness
Huh, you a lame with that shot, huh, Jeff McInnis
Send him home bottom of the ninth, ain't no extra innings
Huh, I don't never do too much with no extra bitches
Huh, I was movin' weight during the race, I'ma flex the finish
Huh, drop a nigga in front of his team, impress the benches
Shoot whoever was seen, selective interest
Huh, teach a nigga anything like I mess with Pinterest
Nigga playin' both sides of the gate, I'ma shake the fences
Nigga playin' both sides of the gate, I'ma shake the fences
Then shoot him in his shit when he fall, huh
Your brothers turnt, you ain't shit, Gelo Ball, huh, huh
I just smoked a pussy nigga with my dog, huh
He ain't leap, I shot his legs off the log (Yeah)
Good aim, knocked the head off that frog, huh
Huh, huh, fuck is you carryin'?
Huh, nigga shoot that bitch funny, Shawn Marion
Huh, huh, you be with the white people, Aryan
Uh, you be with everybody, it's varyin'
Coulda gave up when I had no help, but I ain't bury it
I ain't Calvin Johnson, they gon' have to bury it
See, I was ready for that shit you gotta endure in Detroit, huh
Go through in Detroit, huh, hear that shit in my voice, mhm, duh
Your lil' sister gay as hell, she a carpet muncher, huh
Met the ho last night, me and my bitch fucked her, huh
Said she wanted to take a Perc', yeah, my bitch drugged her
I knew it was about to happen soon as my bitch hugged her, huh
Nah, enough of that, huh, I'm always fuckin' rats, huh
Lil' hood pussy love when I be bomin' back, huh
But I be focused on my mud, where my cup at? Huh
This Sprite ain't dark enough, add another line, huh
Huh, get off me, huh
Ayy, FK, mm, uh
Huh, ah, ayy, uh, nigga, nigga
Walk him outta here
Uh, crank that nigga up, walk him outta here, uh
Nigga, get him outta here
Huh, crank that nigga up, ayy
Boy
Your lil' sister gay as hell, she a carpet muncher, huh
Met the ho last night, me and my bitch fucked her, huh
Said she wanted to take a Perc', yeah, my bitch drugged her
I knew it was about to happen soon as my bitch hugged her, huh
Nah, enough of that, huh, I'm always fuckin' rats, huh
Lil' hood pussy love when I be bomin' back, huh
But I be focused on my mud, where my cup at? Huh
This Sprite ain't dark enough, add another line, huh
Go that cappin'-ass nigga with another lie, huh
There go that cappin'-ass nigga with another lie, huh
With his lame-ass bitch, don't know nothin' right
Still 'bout to fuck her, but this yerc' ain't got me nuttin' right
Like, ayy, bitch, go'n eat the dick, take the cake, bitch
But I ain't stayin', right back to the streets, take a break, bitch
Huh, yeah, lover and a fighter, I like gun violence
Huh, huh, real gang member, I keep blood by me
Gang, huh, hit him in his shit, now it's blood by him, huh, huh
Hit him in his dome, now it's blood on it
Huh, keep somethin' on me
We ain't doin' no shows at least it's one on me, unless it's one on me
Huh, we don't trust security or the club owners
Huh, make us fuck this bitch up, I'll put a dub on it
Huh, it's a couple of 'em, huh, put a hundred on 'em
Huh, rich-ass nigga off the East, I got money now
Spray your car, you don't play it smart, pull a dummy out
Huh, caught this bitch from my high school, a junkie now
Huh, nigga used to be the man, he a flunky now
Huh, nigga used to be a bully, I'll punk him now
Huh, I ain't never got bullied, I'll punch you out
Huh, I ain't never got bullied, woulda punched you out
Still will, got the strap in Pontiac, no Ill Will
Thrill pills, that's them RPs, make me windmill
Pull up windchill when this AR hit your windshield
Fleein' with Phil in the field, how I can't feel?
Hit a nigga like Nick Perry, make it seem real
Big ape, smack a bitch face, naw, I don't hit the hoes
Big ape, you a disgrace, get you killed, though
Huh, DM your grandma, tell that bitch she gon' get feeled on
I just left her house, huh, that's why her strip gone
Huh, she ain't gon' tell you the real reason why her hip gone
Ayy, boy, your bitch fat, she ain't big boned
Ayy, boy, if it's that, I'll put the blitz on it
I ain't good at makin' diss songs, it be personal, huh
I want the best for my niggas, I want the worst for them
Huh, sign me up for that smoke, I'ma be the first to get 'em, huh
The only reason I woke up just be to hurt a nigga, huh
We got digits, we got hundreds, we got thirties with us
Free kill, huh, clean kill for a dirty nigga
Huh, I fucked his auntie 'cause the old bitch was flirtin' with me
Huh, I got that cutter on me right now, do surgery with it
Huh, pocket knife on my right pocket, I'll cut you with it
Better teach a lil' nigga how to mind your motherfuckin' business
I'll set a record in this bitch 'cause I don't fuck with Guinness
I'll sip the Wocky in this bitch 'cause I don't fuck with Guinness
Huh, you a lame with that shot, huh, Jeff McInnis
Send him home bottom of the ninth, ain't no extra innings
Huh, I don't never do too much with no extra bitches
Huh, I was movin' weight during the race, I'ma flex the finish
Huh, drop a nigga in front of his team, impress the benches
Shoot whoever was seen, selective interest
Huh, teach a nigga anything like I mess with Pinterest
Nigga playin' both sides of the gate, I'ma shake the fences
Nigga playin' both sides of the gate, I'ma shake the fences
Then shoot him in his shit when he fall, huh
Your brothers turnt, you ain't shit, Gelo Ball, huh, huh
I just smoked a pussy nigga with my dog, huh
He ain't leap, I shot his legs off the log (Yeah)
Good aim, knocked the head off that frog, huh
Huh, huh, fuck is you carryin'?
Huh, nigga shoot that bitch funny, Shawn Marion
Huh, huh, you be with the white people, Aryan
Uh, you be with everybody, it's varyin'
Coulda gave up when I had no help, but I ain't bury it
I ain't Calvin Johnson, they gon' have to bury it
See, I was ready for that shit you gotta endure in Detroit, huh
Go through in Detroit, huh, hear that shit in my voice, mhm, duh
Your lil' sister gay as hell, she a carpet muncher, huh
Met the ho last night, me and my bitch fucked her, huh
Said she wanted to take a Perc', yeah, my bitch drugged her
I knew it was about to happen soon as my bitch hugged her, huh
Nah, enough of that, huh, I'm always fuckin' rats, huh
Lil' hood pussy love when I be bomin' back, huh
But I be focused on my mud, where my cup at? Huh
This Sprite ain't dark enough, add another line, huh
