Lil Baby - Southside lyrics

[Intro] Southside on the track, yeah Southside Southside Yeah Strapped [Hook] I just got some stupid dome from this hoe from the Southside Long live Troop, my OG man, that n***a from the Southside Shout out Deezy and them Lo's who crippin' on the Southside I get bags in for the low and send them to the Southside Yeah, I'm sellin' coke for real I put the d in dope, for real Saint Laurent on my coat, for real That draco, that draco I'm with the reds in Clayco Shoutout to (?) that n***a a real one We had them bands in the neighborhood [Verse 1] Temp fade, new jays All day, catch plays White tee, dope boy Move that dope, boy Trappin' out the bando Servin' out the window Tryna run our mills up That's what we pay the rent fo' f** it up in the Gucci sto', them M's in Bad b**h lookin' like Bernice, I call her Slim Jim I just want push start on my car Shoutout the hood, they know I'm a god They know we bang wherever we are I just took these cuts on stage Look at these VVS' in my chain I'm doing better, I can't even complain Bought a plane, then I brew out the brain Breaking Bad, make the b**h go insane With the gang, I ain't switchin' no name Paper tag, got me switchin' these lanes Doing these thangs to get me some chains These n***as be f**in' for fame [Hook] I just got some stupid dome from this hoe from the Southside Long live Troop, my OG man, that n***a from the Southside Shout out Deezy and them Lo's who crippin' on the Southside I get bags in for the low and send them to the Southside Yeah, I'm sellin' coke for real I put the d in dope, for real Saint Laurent on my coat, for real That draco, that draco I'm with the reds in Clayco Shoutout to (?) that n***a a real one We had them bands in the neighborhood [Verse 2] I'm doin' sh** that they wishin' they could I'm the frontrunner, break right through the hood They hated on me, but it's still all good Draco on me, and it's still all wood I'm on probation, they let off a fool They on my drip, tryna see what I do They takin' notes, tryna study my moves They tryna do what I do All-Star weekend, I was gettin' the pack in Heard you got your sh** took n***a you lackin' Big body Benz (?) with the backend Real street n***as buyin' (?) with the backends These n***as ain't authentic, they actin' And I ain't get to the money, they cappin' What happened? I thought you was a real one? Solitary stones in my ear, these the clear ones These diamonds dancin' too loud in my ear, so I don't hear them My homie got the stick, I got the glizzy We don't fear them These n***as don't wanna play with us I swear that we gon' k** them [Hook] I just got some stupid dome from this hoe from the Southside Long live Troop, my OG man, that n***a from the Southside Shout out Deezy and them Lo's who crippin' on the Southside I get bags in for the low and send them to the Southside Yeah, I'm sellin' coke for real I put the d in dope, for real Saint Laurent on my coat, for real That draco, that draco I'm with the reds in Clayco Shoutout to (?) that n***a a real one We had them bands in the neighborhood