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future & travis scott - south of france (remix) lyrics

[intro: future]

[verse 1: future]
south of france, just drinkin’ mud, n+gga
no matter how rich i get, i still feel like a hood n+gga, pluto
call back to the city, bullets flyin’
posted on front street, start servin’ dimes
on the way to buy a square, re+rock, a nine
i was in lil’ mexico, once upon a time
i started off in these streets, young n+ggas dyin’
i done seen a n+gga get what’s supposed to come to him
you catch a n+gga off guard, you better run through him
all the good i manifested came true
gotta talk about my dark days so you can see my light
get distracted lookin’ at the ice, send the european on flights
try flyin’ in my rifle, all the foreigns came with a title
some sh+t a n+gga would’ve k!lled for, same things don’t excite us
new level of life from a whole ‘nother perspective
the trenches look a little different when you in the inside of the spectre
the stars came in the door, that’s how i know this one is special
some things i can’t rap about, wish i knew this was my destiny

[chorus: future & travis scott]
south of france, just drinkin’ mud, n+gga (ayy)
no matter how rich i get, i still feel like a hood n+gga (ayy, ayy, yeah)
south of france, just drinkin’ mud, n+gga (ayy, yeah)
no matter how far you go, you still gon’ find a hood n+gga (ayy, ayy, yeah)
[verse 2: travis scott & future]

three hundred feet, size of the whip, you see an ocean dry (see me slide)
south of france to see some b+tches, but be wet inside (splashin’)
southside, when we pour the drink, we let the system yank (yank)
southwest airline, southside plane to make a shorty plank (plank)
told the captain, “find a place and empty out the tank” (okay)

plus three+three under her name, plus six for all my mains, yeah (straight up)
south of france, a movie out in cannes

like big moe again, i’m pourin’ twin in slow motion (again)
her body, rock her body, let her touch, no holdin’ hands (holdin’)

they all colombian, i’m strugglin’ to keep up with them (i really am)
we crash the party, pack some bodies, like to rub it in (spread it on ’em)

[chorus: future]
south of france, just drinkin’ mud, n+gga
no matter how rich i get, i still feel like a hood n+gga (pluto)
south of france, just drinkin’ mud, n+gga
no matter how far you go, you still gon’ find a hood n+gga

- future travis scott lyrics

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