SOUTH BABY

Brazil!

Bumboi muthafucka

-Tell that bitch I’d pull up with a stick no dog walk shit if u walking we stunnin

-Heat in my pocket a false claim, got the wrong name what a sad stone joking and punning, thanking for something

-Recall the reefer consumed by a playa will not be a habit id rather be bumping, slamming and dunking, nothing to something, it be my roots of the South that I’m clutching

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-Tenho balas pronto no Tacoma vamos ir brigar

-Moringa tá sozinho sem um amigo teimoso com drogas nem pode mijar

-O “Dunky” tá pronto postado na amazona mais também tá ficando no mar

-S, L, M, tá com pressa cuspindo palavras que chamamos de “Bars”

-I’m in da car, uh, that was me rapping that part, uh, I got my hand on a dart yuh, with a Rolls clique looking on par UH HUH

-Like A, R, how I been raised that’s it

-Set C, A, back only visiting shit

-Napping on Slam imma DayQuil yo shit keep a leash on me fucker I’ll bark like a pit

-KelTech tá comigo, K-K-KelTech tá comigo, to com armas no meu bolso puta pelе tá mordido, vamos criando em cel mais sabemos quе causa problemas queimando a mente, jeito que falo com vocês são como crianças o SLAM tá como novo presidente

-Fucking staller, name baller slam a damn scholar-tuck a Smith and Wesson but the mag a chain around my collar-

-Like huh, pushing impalas, yuh, raising that choppa, uh, COCK BACK, but bleeders still out losing damn dollas

-Get your mind right, then you’ll be down to blow, quit the striving for the lime light and just wait for that glow

-Got a thousand fucking reasons to stay up I’ll let em know, be pushing on until I blow u gotta strap I keep a pole