Southside 808Mafia Freestyle lyrics

[Intro]
Know I'm sayin'
Southside n*gga
Hoodrich n*gga
1'5 n*gga
Zone 6 n*gga
Pablo, 1017
Money plugs and guns n*gga
I'm sayin'
I'ma have to die with honor n*gga before I live like a pus*y n*gga
I know you know what the f*ck goin' on
Yeah, yeah yeah
You know what I'm sayin', ooh

[Verse]
Too much drip got 'em mopping
All four pockets stuffed like a Christmas stocking
He just a copy, he mockin' (copycat)
Go ask your b*tch, she gon' tell you he poppin'
She a neat freak, she gon' give me that sloppy
I got a Spanish freak call me papi
I was in school, gettin' money the topic
Too many designers I can't decide it
She gettin' wet, I'ma get inside it
Brought the killers with me but they silent
Red bottom violet, don't make me violent
Bought a new whip and it come with no mileage
Bricks of the Miley, that Cyrus
I put that lean in my vein like a virus
I be so fresh they call me the pilot
These n*ggas flexin' know they ain't about it
I pull up in 911 like it's urgent
Never been a b*tch, n*gga I'm virgin
Bust the whole table down like I'm servin'
Pull up with the bricks in the suburban
Reserve cookies and the sherbert
My b*tch crying 'cause I stay with the Gerber
Got real n*ggas and they ready to murder
Give you a shell, turtle turtle
Pull up on the south side and I'm swerving
Jump out, I dress like a funeral service
I catch your b*tch like Julius Irving
Drankin' lean, make the Fanta real dirty
I make the plug pitch the cookie early
Ooh, I'm sick of these n*ggas I'm hurlin'
24 karat gold, this ain't sterling
Homicide Boys with me when I'm in Maryland
Two b*tches with me, I'm swirlin'
I run this sh*t like the sheriff
What you want n*gga, the boy or the girl?
Bales of the weed, I put it in the air
No sinnin' G, you better be there
Stay with the goons, you better beware
Saint Laurent, I got too many pairs
Rock Givenchy same color my Moncler
F&N for truth or dare
I make her gushy like a eclair
Candler Road, I'm the East Atlanta mayor
Too much money, rubber bands need a spare
You the type of n*gga f*ck her and pay her
Cold hearted n*gga dressed up in bear
Thick b*tch shaped just like a pear
All in the bad b*tch's lair
I don't even sleep but I still say my prayers
n*gga try me I'ma shoot off his hair
Valentino, freshest n*gga of the year
Tryna be me but you ain't even near
New clothes, not even a smear
Call me Mike, I'ma bite of her ear
Call up a freak, I wanna f*ck on the rear
Water drippin' like I shedded a tear
They keep askin' where I'm gettin' my gear
I got more money than all of my peers
Your whole life, prolly bought it this year
Every time I act like I can't hear
Lions on my Gucci, you just a deer
(Gucci with Lions, pus*y n*gga, yeah, yeah)