Southern Boi - Untitled3 lyrics

[Intro: Bobby Trill] x2 [Verse 1: Bobby Trill] Run up on a shawty like b**h what's up? Lonely boy clique, lock your daughter's up Take another line of this DMT, I'm on ketamine, but this fat ba** line got me going dumb Slangin' opium...out the bando with the tommy gun Trill a** n***as yeah we on d** Live a life of lux with some pretty young thugs Hey shawty, do you wanna go? I got plenty psychedelics liquid acid down your throat We can kick it real slow, put my number in your phone I got hella dunkaroos if you get the munchies so