SOUTH OF FRANCE (REMIX)

Pluto

South of France, just drinkin' mud, -
No matter how rich I get, I still feel like a hood -
Pluto

Call back to the city, - flyin'
Posted on Front Street, start servin' -
On the way to buy a square, we rock a n-
I was in lil' Mexico once upon a time
I started off in these streets, young - dyin'
I done seen a - get what's supposed to come to him
You catch a - off guard, you better run through him
All the good I manifested came true

Gotta talk about my dark days so you can see my light
Get distracted lookin' at the ice, send the European on flights
Try flyin' in my rifle, all the foreigns came with a title
Some - a - woulda killed for, same things don't excite us

New level of life from a whole 'nother perspective
The trenches look a lil' different when you in the inside of the spectrum
The stars came in the door, that's how I know this one is special
Some things I can't rap about, wish I knew this was my destiny

South of France, just drinkin' mud, - (ayy)
No matter how rich I get, I still feel like a hood - (ayy, ayy, yeah)
South of France, just drinkin' mud, - (ayy, yeah)
No matter how far you go, you still gon' find a hood - (ayy, ayy, yeah)

South of France, it ain't no Ocean Drive (Drive)
300 feet, size of the whip, you see an ocean dry (see me slide)
South of France to see some -, but be - inside (splashin')
Southside, when we pour the drink, we let the system yank (yank)

Southwest Airline, Southside plane to make a shawty plank (plank)
Told the captain, "Find a place and empty out the tank" (okay)
713 'round the world, I think that shit my main (that's my bae)
Plus 33 under her name, plus six for all my mains, yeah (straight up)

South of France, a movie out in Cannes (frrt)
Thinkin' 'bout nights in the Mo', I need some more again (again)
Like Big Moe again, I'm pourin' twin in slow motion (again)
Her body, rock her body, let her touch, no holdin' hands (holdin')

Another four again at 4 a.m. with four of them (four of them)
They all Colombian, I'm strugglin' to keep up with them (I really am)
We crash the party, pack some bodies, like to rub it in (spread it on 'em)
We pack the yachty, "FBJack" the code to get 'em in (swim), let 'em in, yeah (Pluto, Jack, it's lit)

South of France, just drinkin' mud, -
No matter how rich I get, I still feel like a hood - (Pluto)
South of France, just drinkin' mud, -
No matter how far you go, you still gon' find a hood -