SouthWest

Watch, bruh. I'm a leave with like three bitches tonight
For real, ju

I gotta go wax that guy's head

Excuse me, ma'am. Could you put your tray up?

No, no, no. You don't understand
I have to finish sending this email for work
Like, my boss is gonna kill me

Hah, well, what do you know?
Get a load of that, honey
We're about to be in SouthWest

Hello, this is your Captain, DonnieSo speaking.
We would like you to turn off all laptops and cell phone devices
As we make our descent here in SouthWest.

Yeah
See
24 years spent living in Mississippi
Always youngest in my Entourage,
Hanging 'round Kevin Dillions
Knew since elementary,
Education wun meant for me
But dad knew 'fore I was three
Exactly what I would be
You know where I'm from:
Jackson
601
Whaddup, Ju?
Ain't talking anti-Semitic
I'm just reppin' my city

Athlete my whole life but killer with the write
Hablando de escrito
Fuck baseball and some free throws
Too focused for some freak hoes
No 44s or yayo
Didn't try to unlock the G-code
But understood the street code

I love my city and fuck with all of my niggas
Who knew that when we got bigger,
Some of them'd be pulling triggers?
Yeah, them politics a pile of shit
They pay respect but it's counterfeit
I gotta make it out but those up top tryna keep me down

My only opportunity before 30 was rest in peace
Hope they don't hate me when I leave
I'm tryna make a way for me
So after 23
I packed everything with me
Told my girlfriend at the time,
"Either way, I'm leaving. What's it gone be?"

Hit the road
Houston, Texas
Heavenly Lord,
I need a blessing
Got this camera
Got my music
And some passion
Help me use it

Three eviction notice letters
It ain't even been a year
But still had pain inside the music
I was dying over here
I was hooping, relieving some stress
Saw this nigga Donnie from the West

One-on-one
He whooped my ass
Dapped him up
That was that
Told me he made music
Said, "Nigga, let's do it."
Now, we in the stu with it
Said, now, we in the stu with it

You are now listening to SouthWest music

You are now listening to SouthWest music

Yeah
Coming from the West Coast
Where we got the best smoke
And we got the best dro,
Smoking with the best hoes
Land of the pimps and playas,
Never really been a square
Bitch you catch me everywhere
Something like I'm in the air

Roll up that wood. Get me high
Keep me levitated
Pull up with yo bitch with that drank
And yeah, we hella faded
I ain't gotta stop
Pull up in a drop top
Guaranteed I'll pull up and make the spot hot

Pull up on the scene. They like,
"Damn, baby. Who that?"
That's that Big Boss Playa
Baby, I thought you knew that
Cooling with that nigga
Guaranteed he's a cool cat
Run up on that boy and get yo fucking shit blew back

Coming from the land where the pimps and the playas be
5-1-0 guaranteed that's where yo bitch be
Gold grills and dreadlocks
Guarantee that's what yo bitch see
But if she fuck with me
Guarantee she pay a big fee

Had to make that move and I said it out my fucking mouth
Packed up my Beamer
I grabbed my shit
I'm headed down South

Now, I'm on this E-way
3 days
A hunnid on this freeway
Mommy text me, "Be safe!"

Down in the bity
Guaranteed, it was so litty
Bitches walk around with big ass and them fake titties

Told me cash her out
I looked at her like,
"Bitch, you silly.
I'm a West Coast nigga
You know I like to get jiggy."

Walk up in the spot with the hoes
It's like too many.
Leave with 'bout eight of 'em
Now, I feel like I got plenty

A dolla is a dolla
But I know many that ain't got any
But I rather have ten dimes
Than to be walking 'round with a hunnid pennies

Feeling like Wayne in this bitch
Yeah, I got "A Milli"
Walking with the reaper and a Mandy but I'm not Billy
Grab my fucking shoes
Guaranteed that I'm hooping, bitch
See my nigga Chris at the court
He alley-ooping shit

Feeling like DJ Khaled
"We the fucking best!"
Now, we make this fucking music
We call this shit SouthWest

Bitch

Ladies and gentlemen
Non-binary and questioning
Bitches and niggas
And hoes and punks

We appreciate you all for flying Southwest Airlines
This is one of your co-captains, yours truly,
Chris Ray
Along with

DonnieSo
The one that's flying you down to SouthWest
And we hope you have the best of best times here with us

We thank you
And we hope you come again
We hope your had a nice ride and a nice vibe
You had a safe trip here with us on SouthWest Airlines
We want to thank you
And appreciate you for choosing us

It's been quite the journey
We hope you enjoyed every last second,
For we couldn't've ask for a better group of passengers
Thank you, thank you very much

Before we sign off, I'd like to call
Spanky
Spanky Johnson?
(Quiet, Butters)

Sp-Spanky Johnson?

Nah, 'fraid not.

Well, moving on ladies and gentlemen
As we depart, we like to bid you ado
Nice travels
And please, make it to your loved ones safely

Thank you for riding with us
Or you gone die with us
Nah, that's a little too much
We ain't gone die, bitch



Credits
Writer(s): Christopher Robinson
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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