Southwest T

They don't wan dap me 5 they want 6 feet me
Only know her on the gram Wait till this bitch meet me
Blowing money fast Watch the feds wan big meech me

See it out my right eye Southwest T
South beach creeping 305 thing in her bikini Shots out the bottle she gon turn into a genie
Expect me to sweat her like Sergio Ticini I'm the godfather I see that you Barzini
Get out your F and E's We got F and N's

I ain't clapping 5 unless it's a gen I ain't pressing 5 unless it's a twin
I ain't running game but I'm known to win Food for thought love ain't loyalty
You gotta know the difference One of em gunna tell like Sergio Kitchens
I was just a young thug in my momma's kitchen How ironic she the one who used to give me whippings

They wan see us fall off or even fall out When I'm dialed in I don't call out
Ain't nobody I can call when it's all wrong I bet I hear it from em when it's all right
You had a hard line I had a hard life You think it's all love when it's all likes
Most these niggas all cap and I know all types Cause I was known to ride since we had bikes

Pedal to the metal I get petty kick your pedestal
It's like when I see the pressure I make better moves
I be all around the world these niggas never move
Stay humble never met a nigga who ain't never lose

You paying bills but worried about who she with
These boys pussy they should be wearing what shein
Think he stand up we kneel son like Liam Don't care how it's taken don't hit me up in no DM For the hoes you niggas different

On the bros you niggas bitches Every gangsta ain't this gangster
Pay attention know the difference Ain't seen that boy around since they hit
that car with switches You calling niggas gang and you know them niggas snitching



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Writer(s): Rashad Stephens
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