Southside
Southside niggas do it better, retros, Polo sweaters
Hands on the wood, got ass on the leather
Young OG's got to stash that cheddar
Hating ass niggas, put them in the shredder
You know I keep the S-dub 9, or Berretta
Shawty got it on her mind and I ain't even met her
She heard, Southside niggas do it better
BELIEVE DAT
Young nigga coming straight up out of Texas
Pinky ring and a gold necklace
Posted on the block talking reckless
Nigga so clean talkin' speck-less
Cross a nigga bitch off my checklist
He can't fuck wit' me, he a dreamer
Sipping on the lean I'm leaner
Peanut butter seats in a bronze colored Beamer
I'm a Latina, she look like Salena
She know imma playa, she imma leave
I know she ain't loyal I know she a cheater
Fuck on her once and I never repeater
I'm really just lusting she thinking I need her
I'm up in da cut getting baked like Anita, bake her
If i want cha bitch imma take her
She going to do what I want I ain't got to make her
And when she wit ah real nigga she be feeling safer
Southside niggas do it better, retros, Polo sweaters
Hands on the wood, got ass on the leather
Young OG's got to stash that cheddar
Hating ass niggas, put them in the shredder
You know I keep the S-dub 9, or Berretta
Shawty got it on her mind and I ain't even met her
She heard, Southside niggas do it better
BELIEVE DAT
Might lose ah bitch or two but I never trip
Ain't got to pay for body, bitches come equipped
Fat ass, cute face, nice pair of lips
Every gun in my home got ah pair of clips
Fuck the laws, imma dawg. Take me to the pound
Tre Deuce Simmons Blood we going to hold it down
Now we don't do the circus we don't do the clowns
1 year nigga prolly smoke ah 100 pounds
Every time I see a hater imma make them frown
I'm striking niggas out it's like I'm pitching on the mound
I'm calling niggas out Because these niggas out of bounds
Mayweather with the Glock I do every round
Touchdown, Imma beast in da red zone
Play it wrong you going to end up with ah head stone
Pulling triggers ain't nothing to me
And like the condoms yah drawer yee ain't fuckin wit me boy
Southside niggas do it better, retros, Polo sweaters
Hands on the wood, got ass on the leather
Young OG's got to stash that cheddar
Hating ass niggas, put them in the shredder
You know I keep the S-dub 9, or Berretta
Shawty got it on her mind and I ain't even met her
She heard, Southside niggas do it better
BELIEVE DAT
Hands on the wood, got ass on the leather
Young OG's got to stash that cheddar
Hating ass niggas, put them in the shredder
You know I keep the S-dub 9, or Berretta
Shawty got it on her mind and I ain't even met her
She heard, Southside niggas do it better
BELIEVE DAT
Young nigga coming straight up out of Texas
Pinky ring and a gold necklace
Posted on the block talking reckless
Nigga so clean talkin' speck-less
Cross a nigga bitch off my checklist
He can't fuck wit' me, he a dreamer
Sipping on the lean I'm leaner
Peanut butter seats in a bronze colored Beamer
I'm a Latina, she look like Salena
She know imma playa, she imma leave
I know she ain't loyal I know she a cheater
Fuck on her once and I never repeater
I'm really just lusting she thinking I need her
I'm up in da cut getting baked like Anita, bake her
If i want cha bitch imma take her
She going to do what I want I ain't got to make her
And when she wit ah real nigga she be feeling safer
Southside niggas do it better, retros, Polo sweaters
Hands on the wood, got ass on the leather
Young OG's got to stash that cheddar
Hating ass niggas, put them in the shredder
You know I keep the S-dub 9, or Berretta
Shawty got it on her mind and I ain't even met her
She heard, Southside niggas do it better
BELIEVE DAT
Might lose ah bitch or two but I never trip
Ain't got to pay for body, bitches come equipped
Fat ass, cute face, nice pair of lips
Every gun in my home got ah pair of clips
Fuck the laws, imma dawg. Take me to the pound
Tre Deuce Simmons Blood we going to hold it down
Now we don't do the circus we don't do the clowns
1 year nigga prolly smoke ah 100 pounds
Every time I see a hater imma make them frown
I'm striking niggas out it's like I'm pitching on the mound
I'm calling niggas out Because these niggas out of bounds
Mayweather with the Glock I do every round
Touchdown, Imma beast in da red zone
Play it wrong you going to end up with ah head stone
Pulling triggers ain't nothing to me
And like the condoms yah drawer yee ain't fuckin wit me boy
Southside niggas do it better, retros, Polo sweaters
Hands on the wood, got ass on the leather
Young OG's got to stash that cheddar
Hating ass niggas, put them in the shredder
You know I keep the S-dub 9, or Berretta
Shawty got it on her mind and I ain't even met her
She heard, Southside niggas do it better
BELIEVE DAT
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