Southside on the track, yeah
Nigga talking about ad-libs, he ain’t know nun’
Aight, uh, ya’ dig? (Hahahaha)
Uh, ya’ dig? (This nigga fucked)
Bitch, I’m in London (Ayy, hahaha)
Fuck is you texting me for? (Uh)
Uh, yeah, fuck what you claim, bitch, we on top (Nigga, fuck you)
Rollie on my wrist, nigga, just watch (Gang, gang, gang, uh-huh)
Uh, working like a bitch, nigga, non-stop (Huh, ya dig?)
.40 aiming at a bitch, nigga, get popped (Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)
Uh, bitch I’m from Chicago, where they gunshot (I’m from Chicago, bitch)
I got arrested, go look at my mugshot, uh-huh (Bitch)
Uh, a convicted felon, I don’t give a fuck (Uh-huh)
Uh, I’m a convicted felon, I don’t give a fuck (Uh-huh)
Rockstar from the trap, Glock on my lap, yeah (Ya’ dig?)
Run this shit just like a lap, then I run it back, yeah (Ya’ dig?)
Bad bitch on my lap, I’m a fucking crack, yeah (Smash)
At your mom up in the trap, doing fuckin’ crack, yeah (What? What? What?)
I water whip in the kitchen, I don’t give a fuck about niggas or bitches, ayy (Uh-huh)
You is a bitch nigga, really, ayy (Uh)
You should just keep your distance, ayy (Uh-huh)
Lil’ bitch, why you trippin’? Ayy (Why?)
Fuck yo bitch, she miss me, ayy (Yeah)
Suck on my dick, no hickey, ayy (Yeah)
Taylor gun on me, it’s Swifty, ayy (Uh-huh, grrah)
I switch up
I take the Perc’ with the liquor (Motherfuckin’ liquor, ya’ dig?)
I feel like I’m with the KKK
‘Cause I do not fuck with these niggas (I don’t fuck with these niggas, ya’ dig?)
Uh, I switch up (Uh)
I take the Perc’ with the liquor (Perc’ with the liquor, uh-huh)
I feel like the KKK, okay
‘Cause I don’t fuck with these niggas (Fuck with these niggas, uh, uh, uh)
Mhm, Southside on the track (Yeah, Southside, ya’ dig?)
.40 on my hip (Yeah, guns, ya’ dig?)
Leave your mouth wide when it clap (Grrah)
Talkin’ all that shit (Why?), but you can’t back it up (Uh-uh)
Remember’ doing drive-bys in that four-door Acura (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, for real, grrah)
Bitches told me they say they want me, they be acting up (For real, yeah)
Kicked my lil’ bitch out of my life, I told her to pack up (I told her to chill)
If I wasn’t rapping and making these millions I’m flipping the pack (Flippin’ for real)
R.I.P. to my bro, I wish I can get him back, yeah (R.I.P to him, for real)
I done left America, ain’t coming back there (Ain’t comin’ back to that bitch, for real)
Not without my bag (Uh, yeah, for real), I been in my bag (Uh, yeah, for real)
Left America, and I ain’t coming back, yeah (Uh, for real)
Not without my bag (Uh-huh, yeah, for real), yeah, I been in my bag, for real (Yeah, I be in my bag)
I switch up (Switch)
I take the Perc’ with the liquor (Perc’ with the liq’, Perc’)
I feel like I’m with the KKK (Yeah)
‘Cause I do not fuck with these niggas (I don’t fuck with these niggas)
Uh, I switch up
I take the Perc’ with the liquor (Perc’ with the liquor)
I feel like the KKK, okay (Yeah)
‘Cause I don’t fuck with these niggas (I don’t fuck with these niggas)
I do not fuck with these niggas (Uh-uh)
She finna fuck on a nigga, ayy (Uh-uh)
She finna suck on a nigga (Uh-huh)
After that, nun’ to do with her, ayy
I take the perc’ with the liquor (I do)
I put in work with the liquor (Uh-huh)
That shit a poisonous mixture (Yeah, yeah), I guess I’m just a poisonous nigga from the projects
Uh, run up on me, I put you up in prospect (Uh-huh, grrah)
Click, clack, grrah, I just explained the fucking process, uh-huh (Uh)
How do you like that? (How?)
That bitch a eat, eat, so, why would you wife that? (Why?)
We run a train on ’em, tryna get it back on the right track (Uh, uh, uh, yeah)
Your mom say she love it when I serve her the right crack (Uh, uh, uh, chill)
Huh, juiced up nigga, no 2Pac (Uh)
Run up on me I got two gats (Grrah)
Hit you in the face, like get back (Uh, let’s go)
I take the Perc’ with the liquor (Let’s go)
I feel like the KKK, though (Let’s go)
‘Cause I don’t fuck with these niggas (Uh-uh, let’s go)
Uh-huh, I take the Perc’ with the liquor (Let’s go)
I feel like the KKK (Let’s go)
‘Cause I don’t fuck with these niggas (Bitch)
Ya’ dig? Ya’ dig?
Ya’ dig? Oh, ya’ dig?
Juice WRLD and LordPhazer in this bitch
Uh, uh, bitch