South Side Lyrics – Milly7x
Singer: Milly7x
Title: South Side
Man them n#gg#s p#ss#
We slide with them switches tryna cook em
Draco pop his toes put him ina air we smoking O
b#tch I worth a birkin swerving check his knees that b#tch be working
f#ck them groupies hoes
BBS we banging ship in loads catch him by the store light his #ss up get off floor
All his potnas dead
Caught his #ss running took legs
He was talking tough bend his #ss up like n#gg# what
You heard what I said
Trapping on his block we took his spot
f#ck them n#gg#s mamas she gon die too I’m bout that drama
b#tch I’m slinging iron
Leave yo family crying they ain’t mines
Sent ah hunid shots
Sipping on that drank I’m out my mind
Nun of y’all some steps why u lying
Tell them free the gang
Ain’t no sparing sh#t
I was on my own I had to get
Better keep yo heat
Had his b#tch #ss screaming
Take ah sit
Ion Fck with pills n#gg#s dying forreal
Call on GoD
b#tch I’m from that nola all we know is murda you ain’t heard of
Wide body scat
Pull up in all blk spinnaman bullets took his pants flexing with the bands
Chill it out
You can’t f#ck it up
We just hit ah lick
Sliding wit this 50
Man this strs hit the gas serving check his knees
b#tch we getting busy
Copping Ps we ain’t copping please
Put him ina ditch he was on that sh#t that boy b#tch
And we keep a hunid Glocks just in case a hoe would switch
You was talking what
Back yo #ss up
My bruddas reckless man them n#gg#s Crxzy
I just spend like 5 i don’t matter
Told bro set it up
Heard he ina 9 I’m on his #ss
I’ma kill his dad Fck his sister heard that hoe a dyke
Man go get ha too
I shoot up on sight leaving n#gg#s dead
With no bread u ain’t getting sh#t beefing with b#tch you hoe we pull up wit sticks dancing ina circle have yo body chopping in this b#tch
And these things lethal
Draco with ah dum that sh#t be spitting
Brodie you ain’t outside
Hiding all day ain’t gon getchu paid n#gg#s acting scared
He ain’t got no hustle where yo led
I be kicking doors I ain’t tryna talk get ona floor
Bro go get the door
Shootie blow his back to his throat
Hunid plus a 60 thats a lot of shots we ona go hittas ona post
Ima just tryna get it move around you
Ain’t stopping sh#t
I could get a lot of n#gg#s touched bucking bout a b#tch
Twitter fingers internet beefing thats some stupid sh#t n#gg#s they ain’t really bout they bread
b#tch I’m posted up
Sending shots who ever running up better pack luck how you let him die u duck
You ain’t shoot enough
n#gg#s they be quick to claim they gang you ain’t tough enough
Man that hoe suck dick I Fck ha brain made na cough it up
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