Midwxst - front lyrics
[Midwxst - front lyrics]
(Wake up, F1LTHY)
Yeah, nigga tryna say he on
Niggas wan' cop my style, wanna
Dress like me, lil' boy, know you rock me on
Brand new chop' came with a new laser, bitch
And you know that shit neon
He tryna pick no side in any beef, nigga
What side is you on? (Come on, Chenzo, yeah)
Uh, what side is you on? (Ha)
Wear Balenci', no Saint Laurent
Give me out sticks like this shit track
I got all pros, bitch, got no cons
This Rick Owens, not no Doc's
That lil' nigga not what we on
You know we ready, where you from?
That boy cap, and that's up front
That boy lyin' 'bout his funds
No he broke, that boy got none
And don't talk about no sticks
'cause my bro ready with that drum
Ain't no one can do it better than me, bitch
I left no crumbs
Only gettin' first place, bitch
Sure I'm not playin' tonight
Balenci' track jacket on me
Just came from the runway
Niggas fuckin' up my balance
Fuckin' up my function
Glock might have a switch
You might not know, you'll find out one way
No this not no game but my
Brothers about that gun play
Yeah, yeah, they ready to shoot
They got nothin' to lose
Yeah, shooters they move in the night
Like they the Phantom Troupe
Yeah, tell that boy right to his face
That "I don't fuck with you"
Uh, bro got one stick and he don't
Know what the fuck to do
Yeah, nigga tryna say he on
Niggas wan' cop my style, wanna
Dress like me, lil' boy, know you rock me on
Brand new chop' came with a new laser, bitch
And you know that shit neon
He tryna pick no side in any beef, nigga
What side is you on?
Uh, what side is you on? (Ha)
Wear Balenci', no Saint Laurent
Give me out sticks like this shit track
I got all pros, bitch, got no cons
This Rick Owens, not no Doc's
That lil' nigga not what we on
You know we ready, where you from?
That boy cap, and that's up front
Yeah, nigga tryna say he on
Niggas wan' cop my style, wanna
Dress like me, lil' boy, know you rock me on
Brand new chop' came with a new laser, bitch
And you know that shit neon
He tryna pick no side in any beef, nigga
What side is you on? (Come on, Chenzo, yeah)
Uh, what side is you on? (Ha)
Wear Balenci', no Saint Laurent
Give me out sticks like this shit track
I got all pros, bitch, got no cons
This Rick Owens, not no Doc's
That lil' nigga not what we on
You know we ready, where you from?
That boy cap, and that's up front
That boy lyin' 'bout his funds
No he broke, that boy got none
And don't talk about no sticks
'cause my bro ready with that drum
Ain't no one can do it better than me, bitch
I left no crumbs
Only gettin' first place, bitch
Sure I'm not playin' tonight
Balenci' track jacket on me
Just came from the runway
Niggas fuckin' up my balance
Fuckin' up my function
Glock might have a switch
You might not know, you'll find out one way
No this not no game but my
Brothers about that gun play
Yeah, yeah, they ready to shoot
They got nothin' to lose
Yeah, shooters they move in the night
Like they the Phantom Troupe
Yeah, tell that boy right to his face
That "I don't fuck with you"
Uh, bro got one stick and he don't
Know what the fuck to do
Yeah, nigga tryna say he on
Niggas wan' cop my style, wanna
Dress like me, lil' boy, know you rock me on
Brand new chop' came with a new laser, bitch
And you know that shit neon
He tryna pick no side in any beef, nigga
What side is you on?
Uh, what side is you on? (Ha)
Wear Balenci', no Saint Laurent
Give me out sticks like this shit track
I got all pros, bitch, got no cons
This Rick Owens, not no Doc's
That lil' nigga not what we on
You know we ready, where you from?
That boy cap, and that's up front