South Beach lyrics
by Foster
[Intro]
Hurt, what it do
Smoov, what's good, baby?
Man oh man, you should see all the kinds of friends we got here at Foster's
Trapnanana
[Chorus]
I f*ck on your b*tch, she gave me that mouthpiece (Mwah)
Took her from Southeast, brought her to South Beach (Hah)
Too many sticks, when it kick it be bouncing (On God)
I came with the bag and I ran up the cheddar (Baow)
Ain't saving no b*tch and I came with the extras (Huh?)
Got real mob ties and I got real testers (Real mob ties)
Too many b*tches so I f*ck on her best friend (Trapnanana)
Hold on, wipe a n*gga down with the stick
[Verse]
These lil' n*ggas, they don't even got no defense (On God)
Stop pullin' they rip and I bet they be griefing (Rip, baow)
He on some rap sh*t, no we ain't beefin' (Haha)
I'm in the circle and I got a Glock-10 (On God)
Pull on your block, then your block the main topic (Stick)
It was a headshot, he thought he got drop-kicked (You dig?)
Luciano Boy Wonder, yeah I be robbin' (Boy Wonder)
Hop out the Batmobile with a mopstick (Trapnanana)
I count up the racks, where Serena at? (Rackades)
Havin' more drank than CVS
Havin' a young shooter, boy you best believe in that (Young shooters)
If you doubt, n*gga, they comin' through CNN (Hah, yeah)
Put sh*t on Fox 5, ABC, CNN (CNN)
No DNA Gang, pullin' up, leavin' sh*t (DNA, DNA)
Caught him on Live but he tried to delete it (Hah)
Ain't totin' no basic, this stick I got geekin' (Brrt, baow)
[Chorus]
I f*ck on your b*tch, she gave me that mouthpiece (Mwah)
Took her from Southeast, brought her to South Beach (On God)
Too many sticks, when it kick it be bouncing (Trapnanana)
I came with the bag and I ran up the cheddar (Brrt, brrt)
Ain't saving no b*tch and I came with the extras (Bee)
Got real mob ties and I got real testers (Mob ties)
Too many b*tches so I f*ck on her best friend (Haha)
Hold on, wipe a n*gga down with the stick (Wipe his ass down)