vietto – soufside lyrics
[intro]
i’ma skip the chorus i’m just gonna head straight into the verse
aye, yeah, yeah
ay, etto
[verse 1: vietto]
i’m in the soufside, with a bad b-tch
on the block as a kid, feel like uno activist
didn’t mean to take your b-tch, so it was an accident
he don’t want no beef so i guess he is a pacifist
diamonds dancing on my wrist and on my necklace
i am so reckless but i’m respected
i know you broke as f-ck so that’s why you jealous
leave his -ss well rested and breathless
[chorus]
i’m in the soufside
with a b-tch fat -ss and thighs
we got guns not knives
he want smoke then he get fried
the hills they have eyes
i can’t f-ck with none of you guys
y’all be telling lies
try to run up get a surprise
[verse 2: vietto]
i don’t like that cap b-tch i know y’all cap in y’all raps (no cap)
how you say you moving weight but ain’t seen no d-mn trap (huh)
don’t try to talk to me when your lips be always chapped
after i hit it, and quit it i’ma take a nap
he said he don’t dance i bet the chopper make him tap (the tap dance)
he run from them bullets like usain bolt run laps
she run from the d-ck but she still try to make it clap
yo b-tch turned me off so later on i had to fap
you not on my level it’s a pretty big -ss gap
i should start a s-x store ’cause boy we got lots of straps
[chorus]
i’m in the soufside
with a b-tch fat -ss and thighs
we got guns not knives
he want smoke then he get fried
the hills they have eyes
i can’t f-ck with none of you guys
y’all be telling lies
try to run up get a surprise
[verse 3: flexso got-t]
my b-tch bad she don’t even say h-llo
slap on her -ss sh-t shaking like jell-o
got a mac-10 smoke a n-gga like a rello
can’t dap a p-ssy n-gga nah you ain’t my fellow
yeah i got cheese like i rock green and yellow
these n-ggas be g-y they be rocking stilettos
i’m having gas like i work for the petro
and i like my b-tches hood with a whole lot of ghetto
whole lot of gang sh-t, whole lot of bang sh-t
n-gga play me then he gon’ get vanquished
yeah i’m in the whip with yo b-tch when i lane switch
n-ggas not talking money then he talking spanglish
n-gga talking sh-t then it will get dangerous
yeen talking money then it will get dangerous
talking ’bout my b-tch then it will get dangerous
talking lil’ sh-t then it will get dangerous, yeah
[chorus]
i’m in the soufside
with a b-tch fat -ss and thighs
we got guns not knives
he want smoke then he get fried
the hills they have eyes
i can’t f-ck with none of you guys
y’all be telling lies
try to run up get a surprise
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