[Hook]

I'm hanging on the South Side

Chilling with the bros and playing XBox two

They lit a blunt and then we took a ride

Aimin’ at the stars and then we flew, we fleeew

Don't you try to call me ooh ooh

I'm hanging with the crew ooh ooh

They put me on the stu ooh ooh

Now I'm making all these songs for you ooh

[ Verse 1 - FunGod]

Hanging with the crew and plotting Oompa Loompa schemes

And some are napping on the couch and getting Oompa Loompa dreams

And now I'm grabbing on the marker, draw a penis on his face

And my niggas get a laugh when that motherfucker wakes

If a nigga start a beef we gon' put him in his place

And we coming for the city tell everybody to brace

If somebody try to stop us we gon' kick em in the face

Bitch I'm hanging with the crew give a nigg’ a little space

[Bridge]

Man I'm hanging with the crew ooh

Cheaz, Twisted, Wizzrd too ooh

CB Properties let's goo ohooh

I wonder what you gonna do ooh

[Hook]

I'm hanging on the South Side

Chilling with the bros and playing XBox two

They lit a blunt and then we took a ride

Aimin’ at the stars and then we flew, we fleeew

Don't you try to call me ooh ooh

I'm hanging with the crew ooh ooh

They put me on the stu ooh ooh

Now I'm making all these songs for you ooh

[Verse 2- JumpoutBoy]

Yea… Yeah!

Codeine Cowboy that’s my handle (handle)

Your bitch is outchea and she wildlin’ (wildlin’)

I said I won't kiss and tell but she's tripping cause now I'm poppin’ on IG (IG)

Hanging with crew, at the fucken stu, now we cooking some hot shit (hot shit)

Told the homies don’t look around, man it's just fuckin’ us now (us now)

CB Properties, yeah we lit and we still gon' prove that shit (prove that shit)

Why it seems like err'body still sleeping on some shit (some shit)

All my bros gon' blow and that for certain

Yeah It's Twisted

(Yeah)

Hanging with the crew

(With the crew, with the crew)

Making songs for you (for you, for you)

Yeah I'm still with the crew

(With the crew, with the crew)

Realest niggas, realest niggas ‘round here

[Hook]

I'm hanging on the South Side

Chilling with the bros and playing XBox two

They lit a blunt and then we took a ride

Aimin’ at the stars and then we flew, we fleeew

Don't you try to call me ooh ooh

I'm hanging with the crew ooh ooh

They put me on the stu ooh ooh

Now I'm making all these songs for you ooh