South + West

I got that bitch straight out the south, I give her back, she give me mouth, And after that i get some racks cause I can never be on pause You do whole lotta D.R not Dominican Republic On my way to glory cause I know I'm up to something If you ever talk to me make sure you be sayin' something I ain't with the sneak dissing I ain't with the frontin' A lot of people done switched up on me but that's just how it goes, Tryna get this money anyway and all of you still broke I around designers, ducers, artists, that shit goes on and on Tell me what you're doin' man, I'm sure that you won't put it on Tryna keep my head up, but my money higher F*ck on that bitch that was her lil' freak desire Tryna keep my head up, but my money higher F*ck on that bitch that was her lil' freak desire Stuck off that shit, I really think I can't get higher Ayy, I'm a motherfuckin' fiend, I gotta pour it up I'm a motherfuckin' fiend man, I gotta roll it up, I'm a motherfuckin fiend man, I gotta spark it up Pour some dirty in the Fanta man i watch it fizzle up Lightskin thing on my Bed man, I know she wanna f*ck, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, Know she wanna f*ck, yeah, know she wanna suck, yeah Lil' Shawty im cold, all this ice on my neck, goddamn She see that shit and she get the temptation goddamn, I can't let her get on, Im about my Paper goddamn We livin' life, doin' shit man, you wish it could be us But you know that dif', we be shootin' for the stars That's a 19mm on my neck Tell me what you know about that Listened to your music man, I gotta say that shit was ass I got choppers and extendos, always got some extra ammo I'm to paranoid, so it get hard for me to make new friends Handlin' business, countin' money, call that shit whole lot of bands riding around with the geeker packs in Maybach's all through France If you ask me man, I'll say that we'll do it over again We'll do it over again, we'll do it over again This the sound of the Hellcats You better hide cause we pull up with Kel Tecs Pushin' around in SRTs 780 HP, shades up on my face so nobody can see it's me Man that's the only thing i ever wanted really Now I got it man, I feel just kinda silly Man I don't know where I should go next I got way too many steps ahead This not no checkers, this is Chess bitch Tryna mess with me and I'm a chef this We livin' life, doin' shit man, you wish it could be us But you know that dif', we be shootin' for the stars That's a 19mm on my neck Tell me what you know about that Listened to your music man, I gotta say that shit was ass