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yeah I ran him somthin Met the junkie by the mail like I'm spamming somthin My dick leave your bitch pussy sounding like macaroni Pull up in my band
Flights Down South, man I gotta go Home Flights Down South, man I gotta go Home Flights Down South, man I gotta go Home Living Out in Europe got me
know by now Cant really show no face Right now it’s bait Ok ok SO all day I’m so south My hometown Mixing d squared jeans With the white balmain Off
at the house I'm drunk and lonely My band's playing in those same bars The same ones where you broke my heart I want to rewind and restart I fell in love with
I'm the best in the game with the flow, brah In New York I Milly Rock to Magnolia I love the East but shoutout to every coast, brah South to North
endin' in my series of warnin' You flex with me tonight, playa, you dead by the mornin' Bun Beater, the best ever breathin' or deceased From the South
bands I need bands fuck a bitch I'm tryna get rich Trap I need sticks Put 400 on my bitch AMG for the whip Can't be chasing not no bitch Pop a perc let's
vaminos one go down they all go down like some dominoes I cannot fuck with you nomo cuz yo whole campaign is iffy I'm like a pescatarian I can just tell
girl I'm a Southern man Born to lose but the blues made me a guitar man Scratchin' out a livin' in a honky-tonk with a five piece band No matter
my society, I'm labeled a menace They smiling and laughing, I ain't joking with em (nah) Put 32 slugs in your mouth like a dentist Collard greens by
they were Recording with Jesse Cannon I loved that shit And Steel Train That's Jack Antonoff's band They were already On Drive-Thru And my first time
bands, bands Yeah she on another level And I’m tryna make it worthwhile Frontin like the devil yeah She grinnin with that cursed smile And I don’t do much
Do wanna move with the bands and the checks Do you wanna move with the broke and a snitch Do you wanna make it Do you wanna fake it Do wanna hustle Do
by myself cause niggas be lame Niggas be mad cause I'm running my bag up Got kicked out so I had to run my bands up Got thick hoes talking bout a nigga
I should send 'em down south To the bottom of my blue jeans I gotta problem with my middle finger It's causing me endless woes I gotta problem with my
they're trying to do with radio, with this, uh, McCarron-Walter Act and a lot of other ways, is start by saying that they're protecting the public from
alright She's the leader of the band She's the leader of the band (So take my hand) so take me by the hand (You're the leader of the band) 'Cause you're
my mama mama, but told her two for the drama But go to college for a education They ain't fucking with you with no commas Goin' places in the south
for making his body turn cold Lock and load for the bag yea I’m gettin cash, I put the work in the fender, first fill up with gas I’m not the type
Why these niggas wanna hate on me Like I ain't really from the streets South Central Los Angeles, my city made me I was raised on the west, but I'm
You ain't talmbout shit I'm talkin 'bout bands You ain't talmbout shit I'm talkin 'bout bands You ain't talmbout shit I'm talkin 'bout bands You
doubt I'm directing you down Ya gotta go south, Ya gotta go south, Go south my son Bank finally said hey sorry friend You owe too much money on the back
bleach to fade his jeans With a brand new stay pressed shirt -- and some creased and wrinkled dreams His face a blemish garden -- but his eyes are
with some punk rockers She my runnin' back, player I'm the quarterback Send her down to Meh-hico She bringing me the border back Excuse me miss, what's
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