Side Bitches (Version 1)

By 2Rare

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[Intro: 2Rare]

Closer than I've ever been (Oh-oh)

Tryna get wasted with you and (Oh-oh)

But I'm scared to fall in love again

Scared to fall in love again (Come on, yeah)

Scared to fall in love again


[Chorus: 2Rare]

I got side bitches, got straight women

Got no type like a nigga Rae Sremmurd

Niggas thinkin' they hot 'til them niggas roll with 'em (Ah)

Even though we don't watch, we still tip strippers

We get kicked out, watch an okay hitter

Niggas be so hurt 'cause we don't fuck with 'em (Woah-oh)

Get money from the day to the night, from the AM to the PM

Know my body so they No I.D. him

Rake the money up, so you know we OD

Thinkin' my money broke, but the shirt wifebeaters (Ooh-ooh)

Ain't wanna do it to 'em (Ooh-ooh)

This shit be all over, the fluency

We could've built an empire, like Lucious, I'll eat your cookie


[Verse 1: 2Rare]

Side bitches be fucking that money up

I got dead faces, I'll leave you in that casket, bruh


[Verse 2: Lil Uzi Vert]

Buh, buh, buh

I got side bitches, got straight women

And she got a man but she let me lay in it

I'm off the bars, can't stay in it, woah, woah

I know she a thot, finna put my face in it

And I know I can't play (Woah, woah)

She know I'm on my way (Way), only got half a day (Woah, woah)

Don't what I'ma say, tonight you is my bae (Let's go)

Wake up in the mornin', I ain't even winnin'

I ain't drunk no more, came to my senses

I shouldn't be with you, yeah, I shouldn't be with you, used to have your sister

I can't hit you up on my 'Gram, gotta hit you up on finsta


[Chorus: 2Rare]

I got side bitches, got straight women

Got no type like a nigga Rae Sremmurd

Niggas thinkin' they hot 'til them niggas roll with 'em (Ah)

Even though we don't watch, we still tip strippers

We get kicked out, watch an okay hitter

Niggas be so hurt 'cause we don't fuck with 'em (Woah-oh)

Get money from the day to the night, from the AM to the PM

Know my body so they No I.D. him

Rake the money up, so you know we OD

Thinkin' my money broke, but the shirt wifebeaters (Ooh-ooh)

Ain't wanna do it to 'em (Ooh-ooh)

This shit be all over, the fluency

We could've built an empire, like Lucious, I'll eat your cookie