Couch God - Eastside (feat. PBE Magic, King Malik, Larro & Speedy Lit)

I aint got time for you silly hoes
And I only wear my chains for the videos
And I'm always putting on for the south
But I rep the Eastside of my city though
I aint got time for the silly shit
Bad Bitch cook a nigga eggs Benedict
You aint real fuck nigga boy you been a bitch
And I'm screaming free the gang cause they innocent yea

Cut a bitch off if she ever trip
Disappear so quick and I wont tell you shit
Since we in this moment is should tell you this
Dont be sniping from a distance
You sending shots better never miss
Its a movie we got it looking like tinseltown
The flow so good why the fuck you put the pencil down
Paved the blueprint I guess that makes me a blueprint now
We in this building bitch we cutting all these fences down

Man im in the mall like I'm Paul
Bitch I ball word to Paul
If she a bitch then ima dawg
Fuck is y'all
Made a Call
Uno out I pull ya card
Always screaming MOB so bitch you better stack or starve ima boss yea

Growing up we wanted choppas fuck a peacoat
Love to talk to females but I don't need hoes
Didn't comprehend I guess I had to read more
Roll player what the fuck I took the league for
Nigga standing tall cause I never back down
Just like paint on the wall Im attached to my crown
Try to drown a nigga city we still standing on the mound
All that matters is the game we don't care who out of bounds
Talking all that shit my nigga get this free smoke

And you know I'm coming back with the reload
Real Nigga so we stick to the g-code
We in out bag getting cheese that Doritos riots

I aint got time for you silly hoes
And I only wear my chains for the videos
And I'm always putting on for the south
But I rep the Eastside of my city though
I aint got time for the silly shit
Bad Bitch cook a nigga eggs Benedict
You aint real fuck nigga boy you been a bitch
And I'm screaming free the gang cause they innocent yea

Pull up dealer plates like I'm working at the dealership
I put that dick inside her spine and told her to get a grip
We take a trip you know I'm smooth as butter
We got them bitches on the jet and make them fuck on one another

Bitch I'm balling like two three
I put up in new jeans
That bitches like who's he
That king with the coufie

Im feeling so groovy
Just watch how I do me
That coupe it got two seats
That paper is loose leaf

Bitch im pimpin heavy its so deadly she don't wanna go
Bitch I been that nigga ima star check my horoscope
Shorty boppin hard I do shit she never saw before
I get to the money niggas act like they don't want no more

Money the mission who the fuck is you kidding
Know I'm bout my business
Hating the figures
You play with that then its off with your living
Im talking you dead
Its off with ya head
If you play with the bread
Medieval times we slaying all these fuckers
AYE GANG GANG

I aint got time for you silly hoes
And I only wear my chains for the videos
And I'm always putting on for the south
But I rep the Eastside of my city though
I aint got time for the silly shit
Bad Bitch cook a nigga eggs Benedict
You aint real fuck nigga boy you been a bitch
And I'm screaming free the gang cause they innocent yea

Written by:
Jamal Bankston

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