[Intro]

Yea

Said I come up on that Northside with real hittas (with real hittas)

Ay (yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea)

Oh yea, yea, yea (On that Northside with real hittas)

(On Northside with real hittas, yea)

[Verse 1]

Said we gon pull up on that back block

Heard that they was out here talkin' down on me

So we gotta go and press down on them niggas, yeah, yeah

And my baby said that she was giving up on me

So I gotta smoke a whole pound for the healing, yeah, yeah

Touching on your body, say it turn you on

When I play that Yeah X6 you say that that’s your favorite song

I be in the streets so every night she pray I make it home

Demons tryna to take over my body, I can’t stay for long

Clock tick, money on my mind, the only topic

Foxing, we be in the streets bitch I got options

Drop shit, they keep asking when I’m gonna drop shit

Mop stick, switch to all black just like a light switch

Nightstick, I be out at night just like a night shift

Backseat, that’s the only time that she gon ride this dick

Top shit, she gon bring a friend just like she dykin'

Act up, we gon show you why them hoes be writin'

[Bridge]

Free my niggas out that’s selling, to my niggas make it home

Bitch I got no manners for no sluts, tell Uber take you home

I got all this pain inside my body, I can’t take no more

I come from the city where you might not even make it home

She said don’t you worry bout them niggas, it’s just me and you

Baby, I’m not worried bout them niggas, I got killers too

Strut down like the army, got me screaming, “Free my nigga too”

I been on my lonely thinking bout the shit that I been through

[Chorus]

Yea, coming up all on that Northside with real hittas

And I don’t fuck with no new niggas, don’t feel niggas, yea

Haters watching me from courtside, the meal winners

I cannot fuck with my old bitch, she still bitter, yea

Coming up all on that Northside with real hittas

And I don’t fuck with no new niggas, don’t feel niggas, yea

Haters watching me from courtside, the meal winners

I cannot fuck with my old bitch, she still bitter, yea

[Outro]

Ay

Oh yea, yea, yea

She still bitter, yea

Ay

Yea, coming up all on that Northside with real hittas, yea

Oh I

Oh I

Said we gon slide

(Coming up all on that Northside with real hittas)

(And I don’t fuck with my old bitch, she still bitter, yea)

(Coming up all on that Northside with real hittas)

(And I don’t fuck with my old bitch, she still bitter)

(yea, yea, yea)