South X Southwest

Friday, Friday, Friday
I need a girl that can
Ride or slide or dine with it
If I'm beside it I'm not hiding or silent
She go make her bands
Man she's the finest
I'm saying she a young Sade
Dodging all the shade and she shinning all day
She a semi automatic keep it tuck
Might show a trick but she ain't gon give a fuck
She only fuck with her mans
She a young Sheikh, shake shake with the bands
No Dubai flights but her feet up in the sand
Took a week off and she hit Dominican
And I ain't even shook I can't let that slip again
Cause yeah
I can't catch feelings I'm on fever
I'm sick with this shit man I spit Ether
I'm around the mob I might have to charge a fee Bruh
I try to keep it humble this fuck with the ego
Western time
I'm moving slow, and she see those signs, yeah
Dollar, dollar, hundred bands and she get it
I be on that south by south, western time
I'm moving slow, while she see those signs, yeah
Dollar, dollar, hundred bands and she get it
Waiting for the right time
Side eye
When I see you girl it's on sight
But I need the vision
Don't be double wheeling like you ride motorcycle
Vroom
I be on my Tunchi and create waves thats that tycoon
All my idols are either dead or in a red room
Throwing singles up at 12 am not at 12 noon
Swang and I swang and I swang to the left
I pop my trunk while she lift lift lift
Swang and I swang I swang to the left
Pop my trunk and watch it lift lift lift
If he ain't see your shine get lit lit lit
I got a girl and we dodging all the tension
I put on my grill and raise my lip lip lip
Western time
I'm moving slow, and she see those signs, yeah
Dollar, dollar, hundred bands and she get it
I be on that south by south, western time
I'm moving slow, while she see those signs, yeah
Dollar, dollar, hundred bands and she get it



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Writer(s): Ashton
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