Southside

Southside on the track yeah

Southside

Southside

Yeah

I just got some stupid dome from this h*e from the Southside

Long live Troup my OG man that n**ga 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' ** for real

I put the d in ** for real

Saint Laurent on my coat for real

That Draco that Draco

I'm with the reds in Clayco

Shoutout to Clayhead that n**ga a real one

We had them bands in the neighborhood

Temp fade new J's

All day catch plays

White tee ** boy

Move that ** boy

Trappin' out a bando

Servin' out a window

Tryna run our mills up

That's what we pay the rent for

F**k it up in the Gucci store them M's in

Bad b**ch 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 b**ch 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 n**gas be f**kin' for fame

I just got some stupid dome from this h*e from the Southside

Long live Troup my OG man that n**ga 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' ** for real

I put the d in ** for real

Saint Laurent on my coat for real

That Draco that Draco

I'm with the reds in Clayco

Shoutout to Clayhead that n**ga a real one

We had them bands in the neighborhood

I'm doing sh*t that they wishing they could

I'm the frontrunner break right through the hood

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 sh*t took n**ga you lackin'

Big body benz beep beep when it back in

Real street n**gas buyin' bags with the backends

These n**gas 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 n**gas don't wanna play with us

I swear that we gon' kill them

I just got some stupid dome from this h*e from the Southside

Long live troop my OG man that n**ga 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' ** for real

I put the d in ** for real

Saint Laurent on my coat for real

That Draco that Draco

I'm with the reds in Clayco

Shoutout to Clayhead that n**ga a real one

We had them bands in the neighborhood