Lyrics
Can you turn down all the hate, please?
I can hear it from the sidelines
I was sixteen, on my own team
Never liked to follow guidelines
Asked the OGs about the G-Code
The only rules that I abide by Drink the Gray Goose by the case
Boy, I see you slow sipping Mai Tais
I need an article in High Times
It’s only 8:30 in the morning
And I’ve already smoked five times
I be smoking like I’m Five Guys
Game dripping like aqua
Vietnam, she from Vietnam
All I want for Christmas is some thigh highs
Make her bust it open like a drive-by
I’m past flirting, can I have mine?
I’m path searching, Imma find mine
I’m running out, can I have time?
Doing 85 on the 99
Hold on nigga, don’t touch me Fuck you, if it fuck me Bohemian and grungy
So gorgeous and ugly
Kill Bill in his front seat
Too trill like Bun B Three bills on front teeth
SouthCide, do you love me?
Will Smith, Imma Bad Boy
From the SouthCide
Nigga, ask Lloyd
Mayweather how I smash boys
Right jab, betta ask Floyd
Kemosabe, Imma big fish
You a tadpole, Imma tad coy
I’m only afraid of my damn self
Self-preservation got me mad 'noyed
Top-shelf spliff hash oil
Flow hotter than the bath boil
My Fiancée, thick skin, pale yellow
Baby, you a casserole
Turmoil, negativity, and isolation are bad for you
Life is such a mean bitch
Betta be a pimp and tell her to make a path for you
Hold on nigga, don’t touch me Fuck you, if it fuck me Bohemian and grungy
So gorgeous and ugly
Kill Bill in his front seat
Too trill like Bun B Three bills on front teeth
SouthCide, do you love me?
Hold on nigga, don’t touch me Fuck you, if it fuck me Bohemian and grungy
So gorgeous and ugly
Kill Bill in his front seat
Too trill like Bun B Three bills on front teeth
SouthCide, do you love me?
Life is such a mean bitch
Betta be a pimp and tell her to make a path for you
Make her bathe in the essences of you
Betta tell that hoe to draw a bath for you
Betta tell her to make that cash for you
All them side hoes can’t annoy you
All them side hoes, then there is loopholes
Betta make them shake some ass for you
Hardest nigga on flat soul
Old-Schools like The Fat Boys
Outkasts like Fat Sacks
Richard Wright, it’s the Black Boy
Remy Martin like Papoose
Make her touch screen like Android
Message board full of fanboys
I’m living proof like a camcord
Hold on nigga, don’t touch me Fuck you, if it fuck me Bohemian and grungy
So gorgeous and ugly
Kill Bill in his front seat
Too trill like Bun B Three bills on front teeth
SouthCide, do you love me?
Hold on nigga, don’t touch me Fuck you, if it fuck me Bohemian and grungy
So gorgeous and ugly
Kill Bill in his front seat
Too trill like Bun B Three bills on front teeth
SouthCide, do you love me?