Southern Hospitality ft. Wynter & Illusionluna Lyrics

I came in this bitch with a ha ha

Run up the glock then i

Walk on yo block with my chop pa

Open yo mind like a doc tor

Too many hoes on my ro ster

Got too many hoes on my

Got too many hoes on my ro ster

Kill ya gone walk from it all hush

Love make a nigga withdraw lust

I feel the pain makes me go so

Insane put the glock to

My brain keep bout 9 in

That thang where the fuck

You be shit where the

Fuck you at keep my clip

In da mac put the house

On the map from the front

To the back have a

Athsma attack

Meet yo demise got that mask on my face

Blood start to spill and yo bitch want a taste

Yung fallen angel was destine for grace

Then this darkness inside took control of my brain

Ain't no one to whiteness

My murda intentions

This evil dissension

My soul so demented

So sick of these mothafuckas

All these corny bustas

Super sucky suckas

You a bitch

Trash bag boys in my blunt like a g

Deadman walking, on them xans im deceased

Leave em all dead with they're guts at my feet

Put em in the truck then I drive to the creek

Smoking that loud now I can't feel a thing

Wearing all black and I'm looking like sting

Baseball bat to the face knock ya teeth

I said

Baseball bat to yo face knock ya teeth

Ignoring these bitches

You cuffing these bitches

I'm rolling in swishas

Im pouring up liquor

Don't fuck with these niggas

I just roll with killas

Now let Wynter kill it

I'm out like a cigarette

Run it up dont think i done enough

Muddy blunts i keep my cup look in muddy

Im on a rush hunnid im doing a hunnid stay

running

No you will not hear me coming im

gunning

For the souls in the back

I hit the whip now they rolling on flats

Keep that shit on my hip say that bitch is

attached

Im running it up like im running a lap

Now im back to my ways

I get a call hit a stain off the wall check em out

I'm amazed

I gave some racks to my momma today saw

he ran up on me now he sleep in a lake shame

I came in this bitch with a ha ha

Run up the glock then i

Walk on yo block with my chop pa

Open yo mind like a doc tor

Too many hoes on my ro ster

Got too many hoes on my

Got too many hoes on my ro ster

Kill ya gone walk from it all hush

Love make a nigga withdraw lust

I feel the pain makes me go so

Insane put the glock to

My brain keep bout 9 in

That thang where the fuck

You be shit where the

Fuck you at keep my clip

In da mac put the house

On the map from the front

To the back have a

Athsma attack