Southside Lyrics - Lil Baby

[Intro] 

Southside on the track, yeah 

Southside 

Southside 

Yeah 

Strapped 

[Chorus] 

I just got some stupid dome from this hoe from the Southside 

Long live Troop, my OG man, that nigga from the Southside 

Shout out Deezy and them Lo's who crippin' on the Southside 

I get bags in for the low and send them to the Southside 

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 

I'm with the reds in Clayco 

Shoutout to (?) that nigga a real one 

We had them bands in the neighborhood 

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[Verse 1] 

Temp fade, new jays 

All day, catch plays 

White tee, dope boy 

Move that dope, boy 

Trappin' out a bando 

Servin' out a window 

Tryna run our mills up 

That's what we pay the rent fo' 

Fuck it up in the Gucci sto', them M's in 

Bad bitch lookin' like Bernice, I call her Slim Jim 

I just want push start on my car 

Shoutout the hood, they know I'm a god 

They know 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 

Bought it plain, then I blew out the brain 

Birkin Bad, make the bitch go insane 

With the gang, I ain't switchin' the name 

Paper tag, got me switchin' these lanes 

Do anything to get me some chains 

These niggas be fuckin' for fame 

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[Chorus] 

I just got some stupid dome from this hoe from the Southside 

Long live Troop, my OG man, that nigga from the Southside 

Shout out Deezy and them Lo's who crippin' on the Southside 

I get bags in for the low and send them to the Southside 

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 

I'm with the reds in Clayco 

Shoutout to (?) that nigga a real one 

We had them bands in the neighborhood 

[Verse 2] 

I'm doin' shit that they wishin' they could 

I'm the frontrunner, break right through the hood 

They hated on me, but it's still all good 

Draco on me, and it's still all wood 

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 

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 I ain't get to the money, they cappin' 

What happened? 

I thought you was a real one? 

Solitary stones in my ear, these the clear ones 

These diamonds dancin' too loud in my ear, so I don't hear them 

My homie got the stick, I got the glizzy 

We don't fear them 

These niggas don't wanna play with us 

I swear that we gon' kill them 

[Chrous] 

I just got some stupid dome from this hoe from the Southside 

Long live Troop, my OG man, that nigga from the Southside 

Shout out Deezy and them Lo's who crippin' on the Southside 

I get bags in for the low and send them to the Southside 

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 

I'm with the reds in Clayco 

Shoutout to (?) that nigga a real one 

We had them bands in the neighborhood