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boss top - southside lyrics

[intro]
poppin perc’, them pink 10’s
off+white hoodies and with timbs’
my favorite opp got backdoored by his own friends, they was deep in
spinnin’ their sh+t in a mercedes benz
pop his ass and his lady friend
there’s a few opps that’s still alive, you k!ll their ass, that’s a sweet 10

[verse 1]
line ’em up like the fourth n+gga
they got one, it was on the fourth, n+gga
carbon 9’s, i don’t f+ck with those
know them dracos breakin’ porches, n+gga
hunnid shots in the porch, n+gga
close off, fire, torch n+ggas
ain’t no need for rushin, just call a corner and stick a fork in her

[bridge 1]
i don’t f+ck with n+ggas like my cousin bree
had 3 kids at 23
money ‘nem, they was off the leaf
i was poppin’ xans with the 23
f+ck a b+tch, thеn it’s plan b
i’m gdk, but it’s mob
“munna over bops”, i’ma be this way ’til i’m 83
[verse 2]
spin the band in a gle, makе the block glo’ like gbe
otf and gbg, we stretchin’ sh+t way over east
amg on south’ beats, from clubhouse with a mouthpiece
if you know, you know, you don’t, you broke
we eskimos in this house, b

[outro]
i f+cked that b+tch and 3 friends on separate days, last weekend
the tip’s blue, the gun 10, we’ll blast his ass with these fn’s
our pink 30’s are pink 10’s
pool party, bring her best friend
drive with my right, i’ll blow this b+tch with my left hand

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