K-pop Lyrics

Southside
Hah, it's Gucci!
It's Drop Top, Wizop
swhoo! Skrr
If Young Metro don't trust you
I'm gon shoot you

Yeah! Aye
You get the bag and fumble it
I get the bag and flip it
and tumble it (ye)
Straight out the lot
300 cash (cash!)
and the car came
with a blunt in it (ye)
Lil' mama a thot (thot!)
and she got ass
and she gon' fuck up
her bag (ye)
Pull up to the spot
living too fast
droppin' the dope
in the stash (yeee-ah)
In Italy, got two
foreign hoes
they DM me (brrr!)
Drop the top (drop top)
when it's cold but you
feel the heat (skrrt)
Be real with me, keep it 100
just be real with me, aye
Eat it up like it's a feast
(eat it up)
they say the dope on fleek
(yeah!)

Percocet pill on me
ice on my neck baby
chill with me (ice!)
Them niggas that
flex in the back
don't say nothin' them
niggas will kill for me
Backends I count 'em asleep
on fleek
100k spent
on a Patek Phillippe
Bitch I'm a dog
give my treat
Hop out the frog and leap
I put them bricks
in the Phantom
my bitch she walk around
like she Kris Jenner
I used to break
and then enter
Then Takeoff run 'em
like the game of temple
It's simple, I play
with the mental
Momma said she saw me
on Jimmy Kimmel (mama!)
Canada 'cause
I'm a money symbol
Walking with the racks
I'm looking crippled (money!)
Fuck on that bitch
then I tip her (tip her!)
A nickel for me to
take pictures (nickel!)
Not from L.A.
but I clip her (brrr!)
Double my cup, pour a triple
Fox on my body
no Vivica (fox on my)
I'm not your average
or typical (I'm not your)
Look at my wrist
and it's critical (look at the)
Hold it up
droppin' the temperature
I get that ba
on the regular (bag!)
I got a bag on my cellular
Backing up, bagging up
vegetables
Baggin' up cookies
it's medical (cookies!)
Cocaine, codeine, et cetera
Cocaine and lean
it's federal
I take off, landin'
on Nebula
As of now 20 M's
on my schedule
(Takeoff!)

You get the bag
and fumble it
I get the bag and flip it
and tumble it (ye)
Straight out the lot
300 cash (cash!)
and the car came
with a blunt in it (ye)
Lil' mama a thot (thot!)
and she got ass
and she gon' fuck up
her bag (ye)
Pull up to the spot
living too fast
droppin' the dope
in the stash (yeee-ah)
In Italy
got two foreign hoes
they DM me (brrr!)
Drop the top (drop top)
when it's cold
but you feel the heat (skrrt)
Be real with me, keep it 100
just be real with me, aye
(It's Gucci!)
Eat it up like it's a feast
(eat it up)
they say the dope on fleek

I know that you niggas
gettin' sick of me
These chains on my neck
cost a mil' a piece
I won't even like to
freestyle for free
I put in the key
and I ride the beat
I won't even come out
the house for free
I pay a nigga to
drive for me
Jay-Z couldn't
even co-sign for me
I do what I want
'cause I'm signed to me
I get the-I get
the-I get the bag
They get the bag
had to cut it in half
Stop the comparing
y'all makin' me laugh
Need the rehab
I'm addicted to cash
Convertible Wop
convertible top
My dope got a vertical
look at it hop
(Skrrt-skkrt-skkrt)
And it jump out the pot
Came out of jail
and went straight to the top
Take it easy baby
Middle of Summer
I'm freezin' baby
Don't leave me baby
Just drop to your knees
and please me baby
I'm fascinated two bitches
so fine that I masturbated
Congratulations, she brain me
so good that I graduated
They had to hate it
I don't fuck with them niggas
they plastic baby
I trap a baby
I rap but own
all my masters baby
It's tragic baby
I pull up and fuck up
the traffic baby
I'm savage baby
I'm killin' these niggas
closed casket baby

You get the bag and fumble it
I get the bag and flip it
and tumble it (ye)
Straight out the lot
300 cash (cash!)
and the car came
with a blunt in it (ye)
Lil' mama a thot (thot!)
and she got ass
and she gon' fuck up
her bag (ye)
Pull up to the spot
living too fast
droppin' the dope
in the stash (yeee-ah)
In Italy, got two
foreign hoes
they DM me (brrr!)
Drop the top (drop top)
when it's cold but you
feel the heat (skrrt)
Be real with me, keep it 100
just be real with me, aye
Eat it up like it's a feast
(eat it up)
they say the dope on fleek
(yeah!)