South X Southwest

Friday, Friday, Friday I need a girl that can Ride or slide or dine with it If I'm beside it I'm not hiding or silent She go make her bands Man she's the finest I'm saying she a young Sade Dodging all the shade and she shinning all day She a semi automatic keep it tuck Might show a trick but she ain't gon give a fuck She only fuck with her mans She a young Sheikh, shake shake with the bands No Dubai flights but her feet up in the sand Took a week off and she hit Dominican And I ain't even shook I can't let that slip again Cause yeah I can't catch feelings I'm on fever I'm sick with this shit man I spit Ether I'm around the mob I might have to charge a fee Bruh I try to keep it humble this fuck with the ego Western time I'm moving slow, and she see those signs, yeah Dollar, dollar, hundred bands and she get it I be on that south by south, western time I'm moving slow, while she see those signs, yeah Dollar, dollar, hundred bands and she get it Waiting for the right time Side eye When I see you girl it's on sight But I need the vision Don't be double wheeling like you ride motorcycle Vroom I be on my Tunchi and create waves thats that tycoon All my idols are either dead or in a red room Throwing singles up at 12 am not at 12 noon Swang and I swang and I swang to the left I pop my trunk while she lift lift lift Swang and I swang I swang to the left Pop my trunk and watch it lift lift lift If he ain't see your shine get lit lit lit I got a girl and we dodging all the tension I put on my grill and raise my lip lip lip Western time I'm moving slow, and she see those signs, yeah Dollar, dollar, hundred bands and she get it I be on that south by south, western time I'm moving slow, while she see those signs, yeah Dollar, dollar, hundred bands and she get it