Southside Lyrics
Southside on the track, yeah
Southside
SouthsideYeah
Strapped
I just got some stupid dome from this hoe from the Southside
Long live Troup, my OG man, that nigga from the Southside
Shout out Deezy and them loc`s who crippin` on the Southside
I get bags in for the low and send them to the Southside
Yeah, I`m sellin` coke for real
I put the "d" in dope for real
Saint Laurent on my coat for real
That Draco, that Draco
I`m with the reds in Clayco
Shoutout to Clayhead, that nigga a real one
We had them bands in the neighborhood
Temp fade, new J`s
All day, catch plays
White tee, dope boy
Move that dope, boy
Trappin` out a bando
Servin` out a window
Tryna run our mills up
That`s what we pay the rent for
Fuck it up in the Gucci store, them M`s in
Bad bitch lookin` like Bernice, I call her Slim Jim
I just want push start on my car
Shoutout the hood, they know I`m a god
They know we bang wherever we are
I just took these cuts on stage
Look at these VVS`s in my chain
I`m doing better, I can`t even complain
Bought it plain, then I blew out the brain
Birkin bag, make the bitch go insane
With the gang, I ain`t switchin` the name
Paper tag, got me switchin` these lanes
Do anything to get me some chains
These niggas be fuckin` for fame
I just got some stupid dome from this hoe from the Southside
Long live Troup, my OG man, that nigga from the Southside
Shout out Deezy and them loc`s who crippin` on the Southside
I get bags in for the low and send them to the Southside
Yeah, I`m sellin` coke for real
I put the "d" in dope for real
Saint Laurent on my coat for real
That Draco, that Draco
I`m with the reds in Clayco
Shoutout to Clayhead, that nigga a real one
We had them bands in the neighborhood
I`m doing shit that they wishing they could
I`m the frontrunner, break right through the hood
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They hated on me, but it`s still all good
Draco on me, and it`s still all wood
I`m on probation, they let off a fool
They on my drip, tryna see what I do
They takin` notes, tryna study my moves
They tryna do what I do
All-Star weekend, I was gettin` the pack in
Heard you got your shit took, nigga you lackin`
Big body Benz "beep, beep" when it back in
Real street niggas buyin` bags with the backends
These niggas ain`t authentic, they actin`
And I ain`t get to the money, they cappin`
What happened?
I thought you was a real one?
Solitary stones in my ear, these the clear ones
These diamonds dancin` too loud in my ear
So I don`t hear them
My homie got the stick, I got the glizzy
We don`t fear them
These niggas don`t wanna play with us
I swear that we gon` kill them
I just got some stupid dome from this hoe from the Southside
Long live Troop, my OG man, that nigga from the Southside
Shout out Deezy and them Lo`s who crippin` on the Southside
I get bags in for the low and send them to the Southside
Yeah, I`m sellin` coke for real
I put the "d" in dope for real
Saint Laurent on my coat for real
That Draco, that Draco
I`m with the reds in Clayco
Shoutout to Clayhead, that nigga a real one
We had them bands in the neighborhood
Strapped
