Crediti
PERFORMING ARTISTS
CRASH RARRI
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Derick McCallum
Songwriter
Testi
Too many lame **** tryin' take my life
Too many rat bitches tryin' be my wife
South Fair Fair, where this white earn my stripes
But I'm still the same **** from the southside
Bitch I'm still the same **** from the southside
Bitch I'm still the same **** that was outside
Bitch I'm still 2-2-3 till a **** die
And it's still rest in peace to all my **** die
[Verse]:
If you ain't from my side of town then you don't go there
'Nother dead body 'nother homi' with a coke trail
We don't fuck with other ****
It don't go well
Southside **** but I'm living outta hotels
What up blood
What up cuh
What up Gangsta
Teach my lil brother and he still gangbanging
Keep me outta trouble cause I know these **** hatin'
If you don't rock with us then motherfuck what you claimin'
Cousin still cripin' turn them in summers into winters
Went from ramen to hibiach dinners
Cobra's and sprinter's
Drop a [???] in the blender
Whip a benz inside the kitchen
Lotta pounds lotta [???]
Lotta swipin' with no tinder
Too many lame **** tryin' take my life
Too many rat bitches tryin' be my wife
South Fair Fair, where this white earn my stripes
But I'm still the same **** from the southside
Bitch I'm still the same **** from the southside
Bitch I'm still the same **** that was outside
Bitch I'm still 2-2-3 till a **** die
And it's still rest in peace to all my **** die
Moved out the city but i swear i ain't forget shit
Fly around the world still true to crip shit
16 whippin' on the benz with the bitches
In the club startin' up a riot with my ****
Every **** live with they granny thats the kinfolk
Ridin' throwin H-Johnson's out the window
South Phil with my fikes
Written by: Derick McCallum
