Take Him 2 Satan
(Chyeah!)
(South side, nigga, quit playin')
(South side nigga)
(South side, need a south side bitch)
At this point I'm just stuntin'
That cash do a flip if you want it to
I big bodied the big body
Hear that motherfuckin' tank engine runnin' through (Big body)
Nigga claim I ain't steppin' and don't even know me
Boy, I got a hundred shoes
I get him hit way in Peachtree
Stay where you at, fuck around and get found by my hundred goons
You want the- You want the chain or the bag?
Bitch ain't even answer, Lil' hoe said, "Yea"
Money stacked tall like them clothes in the hamper
Shit made me more handsome, Ben Frank my best friend
If I can remember this shit was just us
And y'all niggas came straight out the air, damn
Pussy, this Glock got sent with attachment's
I take him to Satan myself, yeah
He a thot nigga, tell him quit playin'
You ain't tell me shit I ain't already heard
How the fuck you a Dboy and stay in the burbs?
Niggas claimin' the block but then flock with the birds
These niggas ride dick like they really get paid for it
Like I said, he a thot, boy
These niggas got everything handed to him
On my momma, you everything I'm not, boy
Niggas chase the clout
And then feel disrespected when you call them out
You'd be shocked, nigga
Niggas love to talk hot, only blick in that crib is yo' bro's
Is you out yo' top, nigga?
Send that boy up to talk with the gods
They gon' give you advice on how and when to stop, nigga
Cuz ya' daddy ain't teach you, lil' nigga, even though I should've
I was gettin' guap, nigga
Niggas switchin' sides for what, nigga?
Niggas mad I done doubled their moms figures
He want smoke, get him packed in a gar swisher
'Lotta cash, blow a bag, make the car lift up
Can y'all hear me? Bitch, go turn the knob switch up
Y'all can't even kick it, can't lock with ya'
I ain't smellin' Ben Frank when you talk then it's wraps
Get back to the racks in the loft, nigga
I'm toe-taggin' whoever he brought with 'em
I'm lightin' one up for my lost niggas
Southside boy til' I die
Put that 6 on my back, and my bitch out the north, nigga
And I got the one-up, true boss, nigga
Blow the brains off the top, we floss, nigga
I go to Neiman's
And drop a hundred on some shit that I already bought, nigga
At this point I'm just stuntin'
That cash do a flip if you want it to
I big bodied the big body
Hear that motherfuckin' tank engine runnin' through (Big body)
Nigga claim I ain't steppin' and don't even know me
Boy, I got a hundred shoes
I get him hit way in Peachtree
Stay where you at, fuck around and get found by my hundred goons
You want the- You want the chain or the bag?
Bitch ain't even answer, Lil' hoe said, "Yea"
Money stacked tall like them clothes in the hamper
Shit made me more handsome, Ben Frank my best friend
If I can remember this shit was just us
And y'all niggas came straight out the air, damn
Pussy, this Glock got sent with attachment's
I take him to Satan myself, yeah
(South side, nigga, quit playin')
(South side nigga)
(South side, need a south side bitch)
At this point I'm just stuntin'
That cash do a flip if you want it to
I big bodied the big body
Hear that motherfuckin' tank engine runnin' through (Big body)
Nigga claim I ain't steppin' and don't even know me
Boy, I got a hundred shoes
I get him hit way in Peachtree
Stay where you at, fuck around and get found by my hundred goons
You want the- You want the chain or the bag?
Bitch ain't even answer, Lil' hoe said, "Yea"
Money stacked tall like them clothes in the hamper
Shit made me more handsome, Ben Frank my best friend
If I can remember this shit was just us
And y'all niggas came straight out the air, damn
Pussy, this Glock got sent with attachment's
I take him to Satan myself, yeah
He a thot nigga, tell him quit playin'
You ain't tell me shit I ain't already heard
How the fuck you a Dboy and stay in the burbs?
Niggas claimin' the block but then flock with the birds
These niggas ride dick like they really get paid for it
Like I said, he a thot, boy
These niggas got everything handed to him
On my momma, you everything I'm not, boy
Niggas chase the clout
And then feel disrespected when you call them out
You'd be shocked, nigga
Niggas love to talk hot, only blick in that crib is yo' bro's
Is you out yo' top, nigga?
Send that boy up to talk with the gods
They gon' give you advice on how and when to stop, nigga
Cuz ya' daddy ain't teach you, lil' nigga, even though I should've
I was gettin' guap, nigga
Niggas switchin' sides for what, nigga?
Niggas mad I done doubled their moms figures
He want smoke, get him packed in a gar swisher
'Lotta cash, blow a bag, make the car lift up
Can y'all hear me? Bitch, go turn the knob switch up
Y'all can't even kick it, can't lock with ya'
I ain't smellin' Ben Frank when you talk then it's wraps
Get back to the racks in the loft, nigga
I'm toe-taggin' whoever he brought with 'em
I'm lightin' one up for my lost niggas
Southside boy til' I die
Put that 6 on my back, and my bitch out the north, nigga
And I got the one-up, true boss, nigga
Blow the brains off the top, we floss, nigga
I go to Neiman's
And drop a hundred on some shit that I already bought, nigga
At this point I'm just stuntin'
That cash do a flip if you want it to
I big bodied the big body
Hear that motherfuckin' tank engine runnin' through (Big body)
Nigga claim I ain't steppin' and don't even know me
Boy, I got a hundred shoes
I get him hit way in Peachtree
Stay where you at, fuck around and get found by my hundred goons
You want the- You want the chain or the bag?
Bitch ain't even answer, Lil' hoe said, "Yea"
Money stacked tall like them clothes in the hamper
Shit made me more handsome, Ben Frank my best friend
If I can remember this shit was just us
And y'all niggas came straight out the air, damn
Pussy, this Glock got sent with attachment's
I take him to Satan myself, yeah
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