lirik lagu southside upti - play dat
[intro: southside upti]
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
oh, oh, oh
yeah yeah, yeah, yeah
oh, oh, oh
uh, uh, uh
southside upti
uh, uh, uh
[chorus: southside upti]
favor for favor, we don’t play that
my n~ggas they don’t layback
one time you better spray that
real n~ggas a dying breed, that’s a needle in the haystack
we gon’ get that payback
get back gang, we stay strapped
these p~ssy hoes, they stay chattin’
i’m with hitman, don’t get hit man, my boy, that sh~t for certain
you ain’t never gotta ask, b~tch, you know we lurking, purging
don’t gotta doubt, we he~rs~ him
this ain’t a talent show lil’ n~gga, we gon’ close up curtains, yeah, yeah
[verse 1: flippa & southside upti]
b~tch, i’m toting, what you think?
when i’m runnin’ n~ggas down, i pray my sh~t don’t ricochet
boy, you best not hit the ground,’ cause all these bullets, they got names
who you foolin’? you ain’t gang
we got toys, but we don’t play, like you ain’t hear what upti say
no talent show, ’cause, b~tch, we wild ‘n out (we wild ‘n out)
nick cannon bro [?] my iron out (my iron out)
i’m pretty sure that they don’t want it now (yeah, yeah)
’cause when we got the drop, we let a hundred rounds
head tap but we ain’t seen a single n~gga fend that
ass fat, but that b~tch working please don’t f~cking gas that
flashbacks are bl~~dy scenes we play that sh~t like snapchat
i popped a p, can’t think too deep, i’m tweakin’ off the last pack
i’m out here with the last laugh
baby shake that ass fast
baby make that ass clap
baby make that
ah, favor for favor, he tryna go to his maker
i’ll put the flame to your ah
i’ll put the flame and i’ll flame you like yeah
[chorus: southside upti]
favor for favor, we don’t play that
my n~ggas they don’t layback
one time you better spray that
real n~ggas a dying breed, that’s a needle in the haystack
we gon’ get that payback
get back gang, we stay strapped
these p~ssy hoes, they stay chattin’
i’m with hitman, don’t get hit man, my boy, that sh~t for certain
you ain’t never gotta ask, b~tch, you know we lurking, purging
don’t gotta doubt, we he~rs~ him
this ain’t a talent show lil’ n~gga, we gon’ close up curtains, yeah, yeah
[verse 2: southside upti]
he was screaming shots up ’til he got shot down
if we catch a opp in public then we’re shooting at the crowd
they say, bro you did a drill and the police heard them sounds
you can’t catch me in the field, i ain’t got a hundred rounds
hundred~plus shots, we tryna leave ’em topless
my n~gga, we ain’t boxin’
got shooters like klay thompson
never wifed a thot b~tch, i fell in love with modness
we countin’ green like boston
never countin’ favors, all we ever count was losses
[chorus: southside upti]
favor for favor, we don’t play that
my n~ggas they don’t layback
one time you better spray that
real n~ggas a dying breed, that’s a needle in the haystack
we gon’ get that payback
get back gang, we stay strapped
these p~ssy hoes, they stay chattin’
i’m with hitman, don’t get hit man, my boy, that sh~t for certain
you ain’t never gotta ask, b~tch, you know we lurking, purging
don’t gotta doubt, we he~rs~ him
this ain’t a talent show lil’ n~gga, we gon’ close up curtains, yeah, yeah
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