lirik lagu southside only - southside freestyle
[prod. by tay tay]
[verse 1: william the sheep]
k!lling like the mafia we scared of non of ya
covered with a yamaka yall hiding that’s enough
tryna peep the recipe my n-gga back it up
keep you weeping have you wishing that you were just part us
southside on for the m-sses
tryna get money the fastest
squad stay clean for the cameras
you know that we pushing them anthems
gotta catch up if you can son
running the beat like a marathon
don’t question the movement just play along
remember the name boi we taking off
[verse 2: southside flame]
i got a daily routine
i f-ck on your b-tch
put on my lens
pull up my jeans
checking the scenes
still in my teens
f-cking with me
smoking no trees
she a tight squeeze
make her say please
then she go geez
where your -ss been?
let me begin
making them hits
driving the whip
talking that sh-t
gotta admit
i like to commit
& sucking on t-ts
giving out clout
to b-tches who doubt
dating these thots
bringing the heat
now i’m discreet
my life is a breeze
doing my degree
tryna foresee
the wanna be mes
throwing up b’s
sipping on gin
baby i’m min
doing my sin
hiding my grin
tat on my skin
maybe i’m thin
love is within
in for the win
southside flame
maybe it’s fame
[verse 3: saien]
double s be the clique
pull up ready with the stick
n-ggas biting like they ticks
swagger jagger call you mick
tres 6 on your b-tch
put a d-ck up in her quick
hit her like we did that l!ck
keeping lit like a wick
serving them l’s, coz they frontin
they look at me funny, don’t f-ck with me sunny
b-tches say i’m really something
i feel like a pundit, i know what they wanting
ain’t no quicky with my d-cky
don’t care if you pretty, take time with the kitty
b-tch, just tell me if you with it
i come through and hit it, never really busy
give em something for their nose
then lil something for their soul
have em pulling out their phones
i ain’t even gotta pose
swag drippin, like the gutter broke
ex see me with another hoe
last song got her worried tho
you were never really for me hoe
shoulder dipping on these hoes
we come kicking in the door
44s and the 47s
apollyon, you can’t stop me reverend
i ain’t never got my father’s blessings
said this boy will never learn his lesson
i’m just tryna make my mama proud
from the dirty south, with my potty mouth
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