Lil Baby - Southside lyrics
Lil Baby [Dominique Armani Jones] 4PF [Atlanta, Georgia, U.S.] 🇺🇸
[Lil Baby - Southside lyrics]
Southside yeah
I just got some stupid dome from
This hoe from the Southside (Southside)
Long live Troup, my OG man
That nigga from the Southside (Southside)
Shout out Deezy and them loc's
Who crippin' on the Southside (Southside)
I get bags in for the low
And send them to the Southside (yeah)
Yeah, I'm sellin' coke, for real
I put the "D" in dope, for real
Saint Laurent on my coat, for real
That Draco, that Draco (Draco)
I'm with Derez in Clayco (Clayco)
Shoutout to Clayhead, that nigga a real one
We had them bands in the neighborhood
(Neighborhood)
Temp fade, new J's (New J's)
All day, catch plays (Plays)
White tee, dope boy (Work)
Move that dope, boy (Dope boy)
Trappin' out a bando (Bando)
Servin' out a window (Window)
Tryna run our mills up (M's up)
That's what we pay the rent for (M's)
Fuck it up in the Gucci store, them M's in
(M's in) bad bitch lookin' like Bernice
I call her Slim Jim (Slim Jim)
I just want push start on my car
Shoutout the hood, they know I'm a god
They know what we bang wherever we are
I just took these cuts on stage
Look at these VVS' in my chain
I'm doing better, I can't even complain (Nah)
Bought it plain, then I blew out the brain
(Brain)
Birkin bag, make the bitch go insane ('Sane)
With the gang, I ain't switchin' the name
(Name)
Paper tag, got me switchin' these lanes
(Lane) do anything to get me some chains
These niggas be fuckin' for fame (Fame)
I just got some stupid dome from
This hoe from the Southside (Southside)
Long live Troup, my OG man
That nigga from the Southside (Southside)
Shout out Deezy and them loc's
Who crippin' on the Southside (Southside)
I get bags in for the low
And send them to the Southside (yeah)
Yeah, I'm sellin' coke, for real
I put the "D" in dope, for real
Saint Laurent on my coat, for real
That Draco, that Draco (Draco)
I'm with Derez in Clayco (Clayco)
Shoutout to Clayhead, that nigga a real one
We had them bands in the neighborhood (yeah)
I'm doing shit that they wishing they could
(yeah) i'm the frontrunner
Burning right through the hood (yeah)
They hated on me, but it's still all good
(Yah)
Draco on me, and it's still all wood (Yah)
I'm on probation, they let off a fool
They on my drip, tryna see what I do
They takin' notes, tryna study my moves
They tryna do what I do (What you doin'?)
All-Star weekend, I was gettin' the pack in
Heard you got your shit took
Nigga you lackin'
Big body Benz, "Beep, beep", when it back in
Real street niggas buyin' bags
With the backends
These niggas ain't authentic, they actin'
And they ain't get to the money, they cappin'
What happened? (Huh?)
I thought you was a real one? (Nah, nah)
Solitary stones in my ear
These the clear ones (Clear)
These diamonds dancin' too loud in my ear
So I don't hear them (Hear them)
My homie got the stick, I got the glizzy
We don't fear them (Nah)
These niggas don't wanna play with us
I swear that we gon' kill them (Fa)
I just got some stupid dome from
This hoe from the Southside (Southside)
Long live Troup, my OG man
That nigga from the Southside (Southside)
Shout out Deezy and them loc's
Who crippin' on the Southside (Southside)
I get bags in for the low
And send them to the Southside (yeah)
Yeah, I'm sellin' coke, for real
I put the "D" in dope, for real
Saint Laurent on my coat, for real
That Draco, that Draco (Draco)
I'm with Derez in Clayco (Clayco)
Shoutout to Clayhead, that nigga a real one
We had them bands in the neighborhood
(Neighborhood)
Yeah, on Southside we on Southside