Southside Forever Freestyle

What Juicy say? He be like, "Shut the fuck up"
Ah
And if the beat live, you know Lil Ju made it

Please, bitch, do not try to cap on me, like I ain't the hottest out naturally
I go anywhere in my t-shirt and chain, ho, killin' shit casually
Like I ain't the hardest in Houston, like bitches ain't hangin' to use me
Like niggas ain't beggin' to do me, from ballers to rappers, they bitches included, huh

Like I ain't the life of the party, hmm, shit can't get started without me, huh
Like I ain't take over a season, the summer is Megan, bitches ain't eatin', hmm (yeah)
I bring the hood out a classy bitch (ayy), out in Calabasas doin' ratchet shit, hmm
Thumbin' through commas, ain't worried 'bout comments, ho

I'm really havin' shit, invite me, I'm bringin' the ghetto
I be with the ghetto, it's in me, I can't seem to let go
I'm goin' hard in this bitch, goin' hard for 'em kids
Doin' shit they ain't seen in the ghetto

I'm goin' hard for my mama, she knew I could do it
I pray every day just to prove it, I'm goin' hard for my granny, she want it, she have it
The hood goin' hard for Ms. Paxton, huh, Megan can't do this and that, ha
They hate to see where I'm at, hmm, they wanna put me in beef, shit
Them bitches ain't talkin' to me, huh, Southside shit forever, ho (ayy)
Get a Brisk tea from the Texaco (huh), rockin' booty shorts to the corner store (baow)
Niggas still trappin' out the Baygo, huh

Haha, like, I can't even take half of you bitches seriously, like (yeah ho)
Half of y'all don't know if y'all don't fuck with me or if you wanna fuck me, haha (yeah ho)
Fuckin' bitches, ah

Man, I done took off, bitch, I'm outta here, I'm on a ship, outer space, I'm a rocketeer
You ain't in my league, bitch, please, you do not compare
In the rap game, but I'm really playin' Solitaire, even if we ever had the same dick before
Don't get confused, we are not the same ho, I don't give a fuck what he did prior to me

Only thing that matter what he did when he knew me, ayy
Look at all this blue cheese (ah), spent that on my jewelry (ayy-yeah)
He know I'm the whole coupe (hmm), she is just a two piece (haha)
First, we were just fuckin', now that nigga love me (ah-ah)

You need him for support, together, we make money (ah)
Take the pussy out his mouth, then put it back in
'Fore I walk through, niggas know I need the backend
Real hot girl, use the pussy like a weapon

Make him think he finna fuck, then never let him
Iced out, got the whole freezer on my neck
Hoes actin' petty, but I got the new Patek
I ain't say it first, but I'm better than the rest

Hoes throwin' shots, but I stay with the vest
Hoes throwin' shots, but I'm duckin' like The Matrix
I ain't seen a bitch pop shit like me yet
Anything I ever seen you do is on the 'net

Every bar I spit hard so the beat erect
Hoes love to play with me until I let it eject
Stompin' hoes out in some shoes they ain't seen yet
Hoes love to sneak diss, yeah, bitch, I seen it
You ain't say it to me when you see me, you don't mean it, ah

Real fuckin' hot girl shit
You know, Young Tina Snow still goin' hard on a ho
Yeah, ah



Credits
Writer(s): Jordan Michael Houston, Megan J. Pete, Julian Martrel Mason, Christopher Komeda
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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