SOUTH

Keep my name out your motherfuckin' mouth
I hear you talkin', pussy boy, so pipe it down
I’m crackin' cards, I’ma steal your mom’s account
I’m climbin' up, but you know I’m from the south
Keep my name out your motherfuckin' mouth
I hear you talkin', pussy boy, so pipe it down
I’m crackin' cards, I’ma steal your mom’s account
I’m climbin' up, but you know I’m from the south
Ayy, New York (Joey Trap is daddy)
Yeah I’m from that east side
If he talkin' greasy, then a pussy gettin' deep-fried, uh
That’s just how my gang roll
I’ma let that thing go
We ain’t match
I know a couple of scammers
My niggas don’t got no manners
I’m always toatin' the hammer
Look (Bitch!), brodie came straight from the south
I’ll make your girl watch her mouth
My niggas gon' run in your house
Look, ayy, this is Gucci, uh
You’re so goofy, uh
My life like a movie, uh
I get it back to back, uh
Nigga, they trip like a, uh
Movin' that pack and my pockets fat, uh
Chill with your bitch, tell her throw it back, bitch (TRAP)
Keep my name out your motherfuckin' mouth
I hear you talkin', pussy boy, so pipe it down
I’m crackin' cards, I’ma steal your mom’s account
I’m climbin' up, but you know I’m from the south
Keep my name out your motherfuckin' mouth
I hear you talkin', pussy boy, so pipe it down
I’m crackin' cards, I’ma steal your mom’s account
I’m climbin' up, but you know I’m from the south
(Max2k10)