
From The South Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Desire
I'm smokin' on dope from the south
With this hoe that I met in the west
Pop a roxy smokin' loud, I feel this shit in my chest
Off of XO just like The Weeknd, I crop the hoe off my list
Arp hit his brain, he numb
Got his hoe on my dick, she sprung
She gon' lie and say we in love
I feel like I'm Uzi, hit her wit' a shrug
I do my money dance, bitch I'm up
I'm callin' Dee on the phone, what's up?
I threw back a roxy bitch, my body numb
She up in college but her brain go dumb
She must be geeked up thinkin' she the one
I call the shots, bitch I been the one
I stay on point like a needle lil' bitch
He cryin' 'bout a muhfuckin' dub
I'm keepin' my muhfuckin' toolie tucked
Rockin' all black bitch, and we suited up
Creep in this hoe V A M P in a VIP, bitch they know what's up
Dee bust a play by Garden street
We talkin' 'bout bands on the balcony
That boy, he too lame, can't compare to me
I'm off a roxy bitch, I can barely breathe
He bought the feats and we snooze snooze
I walk around wit' my tool
We wipin' his nose, achoo
And this ho like how I do
Gotta stay right wit' that tool
And his head came right off screw
Tell me right now who you screwed
G63 I pop me two
This elegant shit bitch, who is you?
She wanna blow me down like some soup
I hit my money dance, hit my move
She said I'm a ladies man
And it's not my fault lil' twin
That yo' hoe wanna eat my dick
And this hoe wanna have my kids
Slime him out wit' no mask on
I'm rockin' Ricky jeans not no Pacsun
I think the perc hit my nerves 'cause I'm feelin' some
And we got scripts on deck, come and take one
That's yo' bitch, well I broke her
This Alyx, not a choker
Strike him down with that cobra
And this ho, got a soaker
I'm richer than my locals
I play with them racks, I can show you
I don't want that bitch, yeah she old news
Tell me now what you into
He talk on my live or sum' like we won't spill him
And I told Dee slide on him, like say twin get him
And this hoe wanna slide on me, I still be hittin'
And I say that's fine baby, I'll still be wit' you