This is a song about "Left side with no swearing in the lyrics"

And my hadukid is watch how i do them, see

Although he takes the swearing olympics trophy

I leave a hater like he lost a watermelon fight

He's in the sewers with evildoers mauled on the side

But i'm from jers' and we don't play that shitfrom the clare down to north bricks, all my niggas flipping chips

Kbric surfaced, killer with the lyrics, every single bar savage hundred no gimmicks

Fuck a mask, i want that ho to know it's me, ugh

With the pump on my side, and my nine mr. no luck.

Im sittin in the hatchback on the passenger side

If you something like paid you can fuck tonight

In heaven's side, it's something no one is desensitized

In the gutter, you learn to have a criminal mind

Like, what's the matter with swearing, i must be battling a little kid

Rollin’ and chokin’ and movin’ slow motion, i’m floatin' on good

I can't see yalet's show these fools how we do it over on this west side

From the honey to money with nothing comforting left in sight