On the Side

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah I don't pick a brain, I pick a fight She can pick the dish, I pick the side And she claim I'm throwing off her vibe (Yeah yeah yeah) Bitch you know I never chose a vibe You can pick the place, I pick the night (Yeah yeah yeah) I don't got no issue with a flight If I see you slipping, it's goodnight And you gon have to find your own flight (Go and find that shit) I don't win the race, I win the life (Yeah yeah yeah) Move all the distractions to the right (Get 'em out of here) I won't ever tell you if I'm right (I won't ever, no) But baby you gon notice it alright (You gon notice it) Bitch I'm in the kitchen with a knife (Bitch I'm in it oh) Yeah I'm on a mission I can't cover up I start blowing kisses Watch my mentions start to bubble up If they too big, I'ma tell my socks to double up Yeah we good friends But we still might have to cuddle up I said don't bend, baby you gon start some trouble up If it gets good I'ma tell her ass to buckle up On the same team In between you know we huddle up, we huddle up Yeah we huddle huddle huddle up Yeah we huddle huddle huddle up Yeah we huddle huddle huddle up Oh, I don't want it on the side Oh shit I like all my drama on the side Watch me pull my hair off to the side They ain't in the game, they on the side I don't take no comments from the side Yeah I got the shine, I can't hide They won't ever find me alive Told her she could find me tonight Knew the whole time that I lied