Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Southside, artist - Duwap Kaine. Date of issue: 06.03.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
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! |