Meek Mill, Giggs — Northside Southside

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Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah (shoot through your car door, shoutout to Cardo)
Yeah, yeah
Yeah

Yeah, look on the ‘net and they talking ’bout banning me
Just left the dealer, I told him to Phantom me
I cannot be with no niggas that’s fans of me
No kizzy
I don’t know why these lil’ niggas be playing with me
Murder for murder, they ain’t understanding me
Take one of mine, that shit end with your family
Perc’ies, 30s, young niggas shooting like Currys
Walking in the club, no searching
Whack him for a check, yeah, surfing
Spinning, sinning
Sinning, winning

I know the way that we living that
Wе probably going to Hell any minute
He nеver been on a mission
I see in his eyes, I can tell if he bitching
Treat him like Trey
Get out the car, I know they gon’ tell if he did it
My dog got them tickies for selling them
Brickies, but he ain’t made the cell in a minute
Niggas been busting them U-eys
I’ll never forget it, I ain’t take a L in a minute

You a bitch, he a rat, he a fraud, on the ‘Gram like he was that
Baby mama, she a groupie, in the Lamb’, swerving with me eating gat
Big dog, real boss, make a call, nigga, you will be a pack
Cut a check, real nigga, credit card fraud, yeah, he was cap

Capping
I know you niggas be capping
I hit the switch on you, tapping
Two type of niggas, the niggas that watch and the niggas that go make it happen
I don’t look up to no rappers
I ain’t been talking no trapping
I’ve been investing
Just cashed up a check, it’s ten million, and that was on test
Woo, I’m just turning up
When it’s beef, shit, I can’t sleep, that shit be burning me up
Front of Louis V, right on Rodeo, I pull up and Dawn on the truck
What’s a hundred to me?
Give that shit to my homie and tell him go run that shit up
Niggas can’t fuck with the gang
Big FN on me hang

Yeah, Northside, Southside shit
Nigga, I ain’t tripping out ’bout no bitch
I make the Maybach bounce
Got shorty going up in the trap while she ride my dick
Niggas want internet clout
Tell ’em spin on his house, I don’t really wanna talk ’bout shit
Yeah, Northside, Southside shit
Yeah, Northside, Southside shit

My niggas got bricks for cheapers, niggas got bits and pieces (yeah)
Niggas just showing their weakness
Man, they just quit, the weakest (yeah)
Never no problem sleeping, hollow just squish them leeches
Yeah, make it a scary movie, pussy, get trick or treated
Don’t know what’s up in it, he doesn’t know, Hollowman’s tapping it
Yeah, upping them out and they
Bitch on my left, how did he pattern it?
Yeah, nobody’s clapping it
I put my back in it
Yeah, I got the strap, parked up, wrapping the rag on it
Yeah, Southside shit
Niggas all working outside shifts
Niggas get melt with drive-by clips
You never gon’ work them Muay Thai kicks
Yeah, bounce that bitch
Pussy smells like fish
H got them Sheek, Styles like Kiss
Yeah, who’s to be tested?
H, truth to be destined
Yeah, man get run over, vroom-vroom, who’s the pedestrian?
Yeah, just got a new strap, boom-boom, shoot it for testing
Yeah, fuck the domestics, man just move to a next ting

Northside, Southside shit
Nigga, I ain’t tripping out ’bout no bitch
I make the Maybach bounce
Got shorty going up in the trap while she ride my dick
Niggas want internet clout
Tell ’em spin on his house, I don’t really wanna talk ’bout shit
Yeah, Northside, Southside shit
Yeah, Northside, Southside shit