Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Southside area, shit get scarier, over here we don't play
Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay
Better get your act up, or we call backup, and then put you in your place
Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay
Hahahahahaha, pull chillum jus' like baba okay?
Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay
I'm with my machas, and we make a ruckus so you motherfuckers shouldn't misbehave
Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay
[Verse 2]
Packs come in and packs go out, that's business
Trap house look like crime scene, or a bad clinic, no prescription
If you're on the hitlist, then the gang won't show forgiveness
Don't try and snitch, bitch, we'll pull up on you like it was fitness
Run it up run it up, I blow a bag with the gang and we fuck it up
I got the stamina, lived in the hood, ran from cops who are troublesome
Word on the streets and the words on my beats are the same, I'm a hustler
She wanna suck it up, baby, maybe in a while 'cause right now I'm not drunk enough
Took way too much at the rave, geez
At this point all the drugs ate me
Vision is grainy, my memory hazy
So please do not talk when I'm wavy
When you say my name you better talk right
If it's business then I'm not nice
Smoking while I drink got my mind fried
All of y'all pussies in a dogfight, ay
[Verse 3]
Southside area, shit get scarier, over here we don't play
Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay
Better get your act up, or we call backup, and then put you in your place
Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay
Hahahahahaha, pull chillum jus' like baba okay?
Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay
I'm with my machas, and we make a ruckus so you motherfuckers shouldn't misbehave
Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay
[Verse 4]
Yo the plug connect like socket uh
Pick up the packs then I drop it uh
Bags steady flippin', that's profit bruh
These boys are tripping, no Hoffman uh
I don't proclaim peace, but this ain't beef
'Cause that implies we're in the same league
I'm still the same G, the real you is still wacker than fake me
Huh, I'm in the cut, if I send shots then like Daffy they duck
Badly, they cuss
Opps rather sing like Adele to the cops so I sit in a cell while they have me in cuffs
Big cat, y'all looking mouse sized
That's about right
Came a long way from the trap house, shit
You wanna know where we at now bitch?
[Verse 5]
Southside area, shit get scarier, over here we don't play
Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay
Better get your act up, or we call backup, and then put you in your place
Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay
Hahahahahaha, pull chillum jus' like baba okay?
Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay
I'm with my machas, and we make a ruckus so you motherfuckers shouldn't misbehave
Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay
Written by: Chlipher Christopher, Mahiniyaa Sai Bose
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