They wanna know what’s going on in the south
(In the south)
Cory Mo Tag
Uh
Power
Power
Power
10-17 fuck nigga
Now tell that bitch to keep my name up out yah mouth
Two rollies at the same time I’m too cool
Gucci is you loc’ing cause that motherfucking Crip blue
Suwoop! Bentley and that forg’es suwoop too
And know two Jews (that will) eat a case like its fast food
I bought a t-rex on these niggas cause life’s cruel
My jewels so cold that you might get the slight flu
Birds eye view I’m looking down at the lil dudes
And if I had to pussy nigga, i’ll rob you
You wanna see me locked 24 just like cops do
You hatin from the sidelines that’s what’s your job to (do)
Gang Mentality I think like the mob do. Police brutality
I’m strapped like a cop fool. My dope bowl do numbers
Just like my shows do my main bitch rolling for me
Just like my hoes do
These suckas say they coming for me,
Well cook me some soul food
I mapquest ya house and I pull up with a trunk full
It’s Guwopp
They wanna know what’s going on in the south
(In the south)
They wanna know what’s going on in the south
(In the south)
In the south (In the south) In the, In the south, south
Now tell that bitch to keep my name up out yah mouth
(up out yah mouth)
They wanna know what’s going on in the south
(In the south)
They wanna know what’s going on in the south
(In the south)
In the south (In the south) In the, In the south, south
Now tell that bitch to keep my name up out yah mouth
(up out yah mouth)
Even though the radio refuse to give us airplay
Bump this shit in yah Cadillac yo Cutlass or box Chevy
Heavy Timothy mcveigh knock it down like OKC boi and
It ain’t no nigga on yah playlist fucking with an a-list
Nigga like B-l-G B-O-l boi effortlessly fly. I tend to over think
When I ink these bars
But yall niggas don’t even try
Ball till yah fall or your homies die
Pour out a little liquor let one in the sky
Don’t cry let that doves do that
When the guns go blaat
Now that’s what we call the pop life true that
“They wanna know what’s going on in the south"
A nigga kicked back at the house with my flip flops
On got an ounce on the couch
Blow a bag, crack a jar open, we all smoking and
Some of us (are) even taking shots going in
Jello, Titos, white Hennessey that brown liquor aint
Yo friend my G we blowed
Know what’s going on in the south (In the south)
They wanna know what’s going on in the south
(In the south)
In the south (In the south) In the, In the south, south
Now tell that bitch to keep my name up out yah mouth (up out yah mouth)
They wanna know what’s going on in the south
(In the south)
They wanna know what’s going on in the south
(In the south)
In the south (In the south) In the, In the south, south
Now tell that bitch to keep my name up out yah mouth
(Up out yah mouth)
Big Chevies spinnin corners
Speakers thumping
Yeah we make a scene
That dirty dirty in yo ear
Crystal clear yeah
We got what you need
Big Chevies spinnin corners
Speakers thumping
Yeah we make a scene
"Know what’s going on in the south”
That dirty dirty in yo ear
Crystal clear yeah
We got what you need
“Now tell that bitch to keep my name up out yah mouth”
Call call call me Daddy Fat Saxxx (x3)
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