Southside

I don’t even po' up
Bitch, I’m on the south-side
We be throwin' 4's up
I be countin' racks, bitch
But I need mo', bruh (But I need mo', bruh)
Flexin' too hard, man, I been that dude
Nigga fuck school, I don’t follow rules
I love to count cash, love to count my loot
When that boy see me, you know he salute
Smokin' on this 3D, watch the gas pollute
Pull up-pull up with this XD, watch a nigga move
Smokin' on this tree-tree, nigga, I can’t move
Don’t care if she leave me, told that bitch, «I'm cool»
My diamonds wet, bikini of the fuckin' pool
In that Lamborghini, bitch, I love them Coupes
Man that shit so easy when I flex on you
GoCar, yeah, he free, that’s my fuckin' Rude
You done seen me glow up (You done seen me glow up)
I don’t even po' up (I don’t even po' up)
Bitch, I’m on the South-side (Bitch, I’m on the South-side)
We be throwin' fo’s up (We be throwin' fo’s up)
I be countin' racks, bitch (I be countin' racks, bitch)
But I need mo', bruh (But I need mo', bruh)
You done seen me glow up (You done seen me glow up)
I don’t even po' up (I don’t even po' up)
Bitch, I’m on the South-side (Bitch, I’m on the South-side)
We be throwin' fo’s up (We be throwin' fo’s up)
I be countin' racks, bitch (I be countin' racks, bitch)
But I need mo', bruh (But I need mo', bruh)
Bitch, I’m too high, seein' visions
Niggas, they be hatin', that’s off limits
I be juggin' and finessin', playin' gimmicks
Countin' up them racks, countin' digits, uh
Bitch I flex for the people, uh
With my niggas, they so evil, uh
In that foreign, I’m not legal, uh
Bitch, I’m fly as a eagle, uh
Niggas know how we rock now, uh
Gettin' money, put the Glock down, uh
Got that trap shit on lock-down, uhh
In the foreign, put the top down, uhh
Smokin' OG, I gotta calm down
I gotta whip the babies, no ultrasound, uh
Get them racks, I don’t fuck around, uhh
Wit' my dogs, I be wit' my hounds, uh
You done seen me glow up (You done seen me glow up)
I don’t even po' up (I don’t even po' up)
Bitch, I’m on the South-side (Bitch, I’m on the South-side)
We be throwin' fo’s up (We be throwin' fo’s up)
I be countin' racks, bitch (I be countin' racks, bitch)
But I need mo', bruh (But I need mo', bruh)
400, bitch!