lirik lagu south - percols
[intro]
(this that truly sh~t, b~tch)
(truly)
(exactly, leave the f~ckin’ vc cause you f~ckin’ suck n~gga—f~ck fashioni—)
yeah, mhm, yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (exactly, leave the f~ckin’ vc cause you f~ckin’ suck n~gga)
yeah, what, what, what, what (f~ck fashioni—f~ck fashionist)
[chorus]
yeah, smokin’ that, just got a pack, now i’m smokin’ that
booted off the x, he ain’t remember that (buh)
makin’ that bread, i ain’t showin’ that
still got a bag, and that birkin i ordered that
f~ck li’ hoe in the back, now i’m onto that
seane (bee~bee~bee)
yeah, slide out—slide out—slide out—slide out (woo, woo, woo, woo)
[bridge]
[?], find out
[?], find out
i text my ex’ hoe she went south
stick to the play, i just stick to thе route (yeah)
b~tch, i bool in that shiesty, got ran in, and i’m out
yеah, going insane (f~ck fashioni—f~ck fashionist)
[verse]
yeah, she fiending for s~x, she gone die for the fetti
b~tch, i’m wearing all black, finna’ die for the rick
eliantte my chain, so my heart ain’t even set
i had green in my cup, yeah, my boys ‘finna sip
i had number nine jeans, but they missin’ a zip
i ain’t wearin’ no fake, yeah, this sh~t not no rep
i’d f~ck on—
[bridge]
yeah, what, what, what, what (f~ck fashioni—f~ck fashionist)
[chorus]
yeah, smokin’ that, just got a pack, now i’m smokin’ that
booted off the x, he ain’t remember that (buh)
makin’ that bread, i ain’t showin’ that
still got a bag, and that birkin i ordered that
f~ck li’ hoe in the back, now i’m onto that
seane (bee~bee~bee)
yeah, slide out—slide out—slide out—slide out (woo, woo, woo, woo)
[bridge]
[?], find out
[?], find out
i text my ex’ hoe she went south
stick to the play, i just stick to the route (yeah)
b~tch, i bool in that shiesty, got ran in, and i’m out
yeah, going insane (f~ck fashioni—f~ck fashionist)
[verse]
yeah, she fiending for s~x, she gone die for the fetti
b~tch, i’m wearing all black, finna’ die for the rick
eliantte my chain, so my heart ain’t even set
i had green in my cup, yeah, my boys ‘finna sip
i had number nine jeans, but they missin’ a zip
i ain’t wearin’ no fake, yeah, this sh~t not no rep
i’d f~ck on— (yo, it’s alpha2swag and your f~ckin’ with—)
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