Southern Hostility lyrics

I am not a game you can play
You're either with me or in my f*cking way
12-gauge blood sprayed blow yo ass away
You ain't running a thing but your mouth
I hear you talking, what the f*ck's that about?
Kings of the South in our house
When grown folks talking, b*tch, close yo mouth

It's that n*gga from NC, keep it G
Enemies better flee from the scene when they see coming
Motherf*ckers wanna test me
No stress, B
I'll never let a fake f*ck like you ever vex me
It's that n*gga Dirty D
I'll never let a fake f*ck like you vex me

I'm beaming him up like his name was Scotty
Wipe that boy's nose, we leaving him snotty
Hoe-ass n*gga get hit with the shotty
He wrote a statement, can't trust nobody
The opps catching L's, b*tch get bodied
Ain't a damn thing that could ever do to stop me
Flexing on you f*cks is my hobby

You better watch your mouth, punk
Talk is cheap, and they're still buying it
My pride is not for sale
Put the realest sh*t back on the shelf
Keep that bullsh*t to your f*cking self

Come hard or not at all
I'm painting your brains on the f*cking wall
I'm not a game you can play
Never speak my name
You're either with me or in my f*cking way