Soufside Shawty

(Someone told me they saw your girl with another man) (It's breaking my heart) (On some RDB shit, niggas always tryna be up on that weird shit) (Perry Been-!) Southside shawty dread-head i was unfortunate Nigga play wit RDB i swear that we gone torture him My Brodie cold hearted you cant een' put a fork in him A long way from the projects i was sitting on the porch with them Walk down No more asking questions, now they ask why he don't talk now No more second fiddle yeah nigga I'm on top now Sliding in the vert but i ain't riding with the top down Trigger finger itching gotta stop it yeah Lately they been tryna tell a youngin' how to pop it I'm the youngest gotta get some money, I ain't got an option RDB forever, J Mitch know im known to get it poppin We cant be together, we ain't dating prolly only talking Thats on Z.Roy I know how the game go I grew up 'round them d-boy's Riding with my cousin Nard that nigga making street noise I just talked to Trell he said he straight you know that we boys Doing donuts in the cat i lost it, yeah Turn yo savage up some more RDB gon up the score Eeny meeny miny moe, might see me wit a nigga hoe All i know is get the bag and never ever drop the motion Shawty said she love me, must be trippin' off that fuckin' potion Mama tried to hug me, I can tell she feeling mixed emotions Her son be out here hustling, nigga starting to make some damn commotion I been going straight up to the top i call that locomotion These niggas ain't really popping they just having local motion I been tryna run it up Shawty tried to play me it didn't work cause i wasn't dumb enough I been holding back cause i might f*ck 'round turn the summer up Hanging round with Kev and Juan they sho'll can f*ck some money up Lil' Kee ain't doing no running up D.A. making jokes, she keep on laughing i don't see whats Fani Man it hurt so bad when they took thug, feel like sum' took him from me I've been feeling bad i just beat COVID I'm kinda feeling funny Niggas posting Glock's up on the gram, next day they took it from you Southside shawty dread-head i was unfortunate Nigga play wit RDB i swear that we gone torture him My Brodie cold hearted you cant een' put a fork in him A long way from the projects i was sitting on the porch with them Walk down No more asking questions, now they ask why he don't talk now No more second fiddle, yeah nigga I'm on top now Sliding in the vert but i ain't riding with the top down Trigger finger itching gotta stop it yeah (Frrah! Frrah! Frrah! Frrah! Frrah!) (Frrah! Frrah! Frrah! Frrah! Frrah! Frrah! Frrah!)