Made In the South

Yall know where i'm from
Thick accent
Thick body
Thick attitude

I'm the baddest bitch out
Since you bitches pussy
Come and put it in yo mouth
Got yo nigga playing hooky
For this gushy
Air him out
Made in the south
You bitches on me
For the clout

Bitches wanna be me
And can't
Spend they whole savings
Just to be a remake
Bitches steady clocking me
I been on break
We not the same speed
I raise the stakes
I come in this bitch
And i'm stepping on steppas
Talk to me nice but
I don't do not lectures
I see
I gotta be more of a presence
You hoes are bastards
I'm fckin y'all daddy

I had to trade
All these bitches for bills
That nigga
Swim with his face
He got gills
He swallow the nut
Like he do
Yellow pills
Bitches in hiding
They know
My looks kill

He avoid
All of my pictures
I put that shit on and
It fuck up his mental
If i get on that henny
Then shit gon get lethal
I'm usually an angel
But i can get evil

Run me my stacks
I'll find you
Like that needle
Bitches ain't pimps
Squeeze you
Like my keegles
My hair look
Like bundles
Y'all bald like
Them eagles
Y'all payin for dick
But give pussy
For free tho

I'm the don
Not talking bout julio
But if i'm on that
Then ion know
Who i'll fold
Y'all gotta lie
For a nigga to kick it
If i say
I'm outside
(Re-port him
Missing)
I'm from the south
So you know bout
My mouth
You know bout my hands
I be passin em out
You know a bitch only got
One time to play
The next time y'all see her
Just bring the bouquets
You think you the shit, i'm the stepping stool
Touch so many bands, my hands azul
The money surround me, im in a whirlpool
When my nigga say that
He spray that
With tools

I'm the baddest bitch out
Since you bitches pussy
Come and put it in yo mouth
Got yo nigga playing hooky
For this gushy
Air him out
Made in the south
You bitches on me
For the clout

Hoes be lying
Like they cookie
You hoes are played out
That pussys no rookie
Rolling that gas
I be smoking on tootsie
Mad i got bars
They niggas
Wanna book me

I look too good
To be acting like you
Watching my page
For yo friend
Like the news
I just might post up his home boy
On monday
(Mcm)
Out with the old nigga
In with the new
He said my ass soft, it feel like powder
He tryna munch, i call him my lil chowder
This pussy have em
Playing to boyz to men
After it turn his ass into
A toddlorrr
I do these niggas
How niggas do bitches
My only job is to
Run up these figures
I don't think my ass can get any bigger
These new bodies stiff
My shit bounce like i'm tigger

I am the prittiest problem
It take the richest rich nigga to solve it
Whoever cop me, just made a profit
He flew me out, just to give me some logic
Yo nigga vs mine
Yeah bitch, we can do that
He don't play games
Except tic tac toe tag
Yo frontal leaning
Ik that you see that
You losing to life
So no need for a rematch

Don't doubt me
Then try to come back to me
If you got yo hands out
You're begging, that's sad to me
If i gave a fuck
I'd put it on yo nigga
I know you not tough
Unless you off that liquor
You say it's on sight
I'm a one hitta quit ya
Bitches be nuts
But don't taste
Like no snickers
I heard through the grapevine
I'm the group chat
Dat only means one thang
That group big mad

I'm the baddest bitch out
Since you bitches pussy
Come and put it in yo mouth
Got yo nigga playing hooky
For this gushy
Air him out
Made in the south
You bitches on me
For the clout