RioThaGr8, J Floss - Parkside Lyrics

I'm too high I'm too fly
I'm that guy yes I
Turned up off my greens Popeye
Might fly a bitch to HP to go to Parkside
Welcome to my side
No its not the westside
Jordan ones black and gold
Patent leather on a hoe
All my hoes super cold
They cold as North Pole
Cold as polar bear toes
Cold as SubZero
Cold like the temp below zero
Neighborhood hero Rio
Nothing like these Negroes
I'm too advanced to be understood by white people
Don't ask me why people
Suicide squad weasel
Flow sick as the measles
Can't inject me with no needles
I'm a rockstar in my hood HP Beetles
Hood wild as Beetle Juice
Trice with me sipping Juice
I think he po'd up a deuce
Smoking out the beamer coop
Chicken heads turning heads
I guess we riding in that chicken coop
Chicken noodle soup with a soda on the side
Listening to Team Eastside
High on the Eastside
My bad it was HP we was right on Eason
Man this weed got me tripping
I'm too high I'm too fly
I'm that guy yes I
Turned up off my greens Popeye
Might fly a bitch to HP to go to Parkside
Welcome to my side
No its not the westside
If I had to pick a side it be the dark side
I'm from HP home of the blue street signs
I don't know sign language but I still read signs
Peeping niggaz through the blinds
Hands on my glock nine
Baby girl want my time
No time for you peons
I'm the one she's feeling
She know I'm worth millions
Not a hero or a villain
Just a regular civilian
With my mind on a million
On my grind tryna get it
I swear I love the hood but at night its a scary sight
Took away the street lights
But we still shine bright
Rio Skywalker bitch I'm like a hood Jedi
Rio-Wan-Kenobi euro stepping in the kicks like Ginobli
Eight thousand dollars on me
RioThaGr8 with a eight like Kobe
The eight because I'm infinite
Just like my ceilings is
RioThaGr8 I'm big business bitch
Tell me what the business is
I'm too high I'm too fly
I'm that guy yes I
Turned up off my greens Popeye
Might fly a bitch to HP to go to Parkside
Welcome to my side
No its not the westside
I just took a bitch to Parkside
She thought it was a date
Twenty K off BOA
Niggaz thought I hit the safe
Had a play before the studio
Was twenty minutes late
Sorry I was getting cake
Fuck you thought I was gone say
I'm a real Pilla nigga Hurst raised me
And I don't want that pint if it ain't Seal
Like the Navy, niggaz crazy
If they thinking that I fell off in any kind of way
I'm ducked off with my kids eating Benihana steak
Lost my buffs dropped another pair the next month
Ain't have to get no physical you know I got my check up
My niggaz a get rid of you
You come round tryna flex
Real Pilla shit man these niggaz know we next up
They talking bout I changed up
Smoking app pack
You and yo mans in the same blunt
All this fake love niggaz hating since I came up
Blowing fake za's out that pack boy that aint runtz
Shooter Robert Horry little nigga how he came clutch
I'm too high I'm too fly
I'm that guy yes I
Turned up off my greens Popeye
Might fly a bitch to HP to go to Parkside
Welcome to my side
No its not the westside
I'm too high I'm too fly
I'm that guy yes I
Turned up off my greens Popeye
Might fly a bitch to HP to go to Parkside
Welcome to my side
No its not the westside
I'm too high I'm too fly
I'm that guy yes I
Turned up off my greens Popeye
Might fly a bitch to HP to go to Parkside
Welcome to my side
No its not the westside

I'm too high I'm too fly
I'm that guy yes I
Turned up off my greens Popeye
Might fly a bitch to HP to go to Parkside
Welcome to my side
No its not the westside
Jordan ones black and gold
Patent leather on a hoe
All my hoes super cold
They cold as North Pole
Cold as polar bear toes
Cold as SubZero
Cold like the temp below zero
Neighborhood hero Rio
Nothing like these Negroes
I'm too advanced to be understood by white people
Don't ask me why people
Suicide squad weasel
Flow sick as the measles
Can't inject me with no needles
I'm a rockstar in my hood HP Beetles
Hood wild as Beetle Juice
Trice with me sipping Juice
I think he po'd up a deuce
Smoking out the beamer coop
Chicken heads turning heads
I guess we riding in that chicken coop
Chicken noodle soup with a soda on the side
Listening to Team Eastside
High on the Eastside
My bad it was HP we was right on Eason
Man this weed got me tripping
I'm too high I'm too fly
I'm that guy yes I
Turned up off my greens Popeye
Might fly a bitch to HP to go to Parkside
Welcome to my side
No its not the westside
If I had to pick a side it be the dark side
I'm from HP home of the blue street signs
I don't know sign language but I still read signs
Peeping niggaz through the blinds
Hands on my glock nine
Baby girl want my time
No time for you peons
I'm the one she's feeling
She know I'm worth millions
Not a hero or a villain
Just a regular civilian
With my mind on a million
On my grind tryna get it
I swear I love the hood but at night its a scary sight
Took away the street lights
But we still shine bright
Rio Skywalker bitch I'm like a hood Jedi
Rio-Wan-Kenobi euro stepping in the kicks like Ginobli
Eight thousand dollars on me
RioThaGr8 with a eight like Kobe
The eight because I'm infinite
Just like my ceilings is
RioThaGr8 I'm big business bitch
Tell me what the business is
I'm too high I'm too fly
I'm that guy yes I
Turned up off my greens Popeye
Might fly a bitch to HP to go to Parkside
Welcome to my side
No its not the westside
I just took a bitch to Parkside
She thought it was a date
Twenty K off BOA
Niggaz thought I hit the safe
Had a play before the studio
Was twenty minutes late
Sorry I was getting cake
Fuck you thought I was gone say
I'm a real Pilla nigga Hurst raised me
And I don't want that pint if it ain't Seal
Like the Navy, niggaz crazy
If they thinking that I fell off in any kind of way
I'm ducked off with my kids eating Benihana steak
Lost my buffs dropped another pair the next month
Ain't have to get no physical you know I got my check up
My niggaz a get rid of you
You come round tryna flex
Real Pilla shit man these niggaz know we next up
They talking bout I changed up
Smoking app pack
You and yo mans in the same blunt
All this fake love niggaz hating since I came up
Blowing fake za's out that pack boy that aint runtz
Shooter Robert Horry little nigga how he came clutch
I'm too high I'm too fly
I'm that guy yes I
Turned up off my greens Popeye
Might fly a bitch to HP to go to Parkside
Welcome to my side
No its not the westside
I'm too high I'm too fly
I'm that guy yes I
Turned up off my greens Popeye
Might fly a bitch to HP to go to Parkside
Welcome to my side
No its not the westside
I'm too high I'm too fly
I'm that guy yes I
Turned up off my greens Popeye
Might fly a bitch to HP to go to Parkside
Welcome to my side
No its not the westside