Hit

Southside

If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you

Smoke a lot, got a permanent cough

Poppin' them pills again

Used to think you was my dog

Now you are not my friend

Turned myself into a boss

I was born to win

Still know how to handle a loss

Me and Metro goin' in

Everything hit

All my songs hits

All my chains hit

I look like a lick

Everything hit

Diss me, get hit

Southside got the stick

Everything hit

My shooter gave me a promise

Said he won't miss

I'm rich, I'm just bein' honest

Look at my wrist

You ain't shit, you ain't pissed

20K and shit

Spent that on my bitch

Roll up, I smoke by the zip

Got gorillas in jungle wit me

Snakes and bees on my feet

Bought a Range 'cause I don't want a Jeep

Fuckin' your bitch for a week

I fuck your bitch right where you sleep

Leavin' my nut on your sheets

Molly turn me to a beast

Workin' four days, no sleep

Smoke a lot, got a permanent cough

Poppin' them pills again

Used to think you was my dog

Now you are not my friend

Turned myself into a boss

I was born to win

Still know how to handle a loss

Me and Metro goin' in

Everything hit

All my songs hits

All my chains hit

I look like a lick

Everything hit

Diss me, get hit

Southside got the stick

Everything hit

Wad on my wrist

Codeine when I piss

Got pills in my shit

Don't think I can quit

Take your Xannies to sleep

Wake up and I sip

There's a girl in my bed

And I don't know the bitch

I'm sippin' juice, I make the yellow Fanta orange

I was stuck inside my house and now I'm touring

I couldn't do it, had to get it, life got boring

And all my clothes, my whip, and all my bitches foreign

Smoke a lot, got a permanent cough

Poppin' them pills again

Used to think you was my dog

Now you are not my friend

Turned myself into a boss

I was born to win

Still know how to handle a loss

Me and Metro goin' in

Everything hit

All my songs hits

All my chains hit

I look like a lick

Everything hit

Diss me, get hit

Southside got the stick

Everything hit

I'm sippin' juice, I make the yellow Fanta orange

I was stuck inside my house and now I'm touring

I couldn't do it, had to get it, life got boring

And all my clothes, my whip, and all my bitches foreign