Southside
Lil Baby Lyrics

Southside on the track, yeah
This song is produced by Southside

I just got some stupid dome from this hoe from the Southside (Southside)
I just received oral sex from a woman who is from Southside

Long live Troop, my OG man, that nigga from the Southside (Southside)
I pay my respects to my OG Troop, who is from Southside and has passed away

Shout out Deezy and them loc's who Crippin' on the Southside (Southside)
I am acknowledging Deezy and his gang who represent Crip on Southside

I get bags in for the low and send them to the Southside
I obtain drugs at a low price and sell them to buyers from Southside

Yeah, I'm sellin' coke for real
I am truly selling cocaine

I put the "d" in dope, for real
I am skilled at dealing drugs to the extent that I add a personal touch to the word "dope"

Saint Laurent on my coat, for real
I am wearing a Saint Laurent coat for real

That Draco, that Draco
I have a Draco, a type of firearm

I'm with Derez in Clayco (Clayco)
I am with Derez in Clayton County

Shoutout to Clayhead, that nigga a real one
I am acknowledging Clayhead as a real person

We had them bands in the neighborhood (neighborhood)
We had money in our local area

Temp fade, new J's (new J's)
I have a haircut with a temporary fade and am wearing new Jordans

All day, catch plays
I am making profitable deals all day

White tee, dope boy
I am wearing a white t-shirt and am a drug dealer

Move that dope, boy
I am selling drugs

Trappin' out a bando (bando)
I am selling drugs out of an abandoned building

Servin' out a window (window)
I am selling drugs through a window

Tryna run our mills up (M's up)
We are attempting to increase our wealth

That's what we pay the rent for
We use the money we earn to pay rent

Fuck it up in the Gucci store, them M's in (M's in)
I am spending a lot of money at the Gucci store and am proud of my wealth

Bad bitch lookin' like Bernice, I call her Slim Jim
I am complimenting the appearance of a woman I call Slim Jim, who resembles model Bernice Burgos

I just want push start on my car
I want a car with push button start

Shoutout the hood, they know I'm a God
I am giving recognition to my neighborhood and asserting my dominance

They know we bang wherever we are
People are aware that we are part of a gang no matter where we go

I just took these cuts on stage
I just performed live

Look at these VVS's in my chain
I am showing off my expensive VVS diamonds in my chain

I'm doing better, I can't even complain
I am in a good state and have nothing negative to say

Bought it plain, then I blew out the brain (brain)
I originally bought something plain and then customized it to be more extravagant

Birkin bag, make the bitch go insane
I am causing a woman to become excited by giving her an expensive Birkin bag

With the gang, I ain't switchin' the name
I am remaining true to my gang

Paper tag, got me switchin' these lanes (lane)
My temporary car registration is causing me to switch lanes

Do anything to get me some chains
I am willing to do anything to acquire more jewelry

These niggas be fuckin' for fame (fame)
Some people have sex for attention or fame

I'm the frontrunner, break right through the hood
I am a leader and dominate in my neighborhood

They hated on me, but it's still all good
People have had negative feelings towards me, but I remain unscathed

Draco on me, and it's still all wood
I have a firearm with a wooden handle, and despite its presence, everything is still fine

I'm on probation, they let off a fool
Although I am on probation, the authorities occasionally let me slide or make a mistake

They on my drip, tryna see what I do
People are copying my fashion/style to attempt to emulate me

They takin' notes, tryna study my moves
People are analyzing my behavior to figure out my secrets

They tryna do what I do
People are attempting to imitate me

All-Star weekend, I was gettin' the pack in
During All-Star weekend, I was involved in drug dealing

Heard you got your shit took, nigga you lackin'
I heard that someone stole something from you; this shows that you are not prepared or equipped enough to protect it

Big body Benz "beep, beep" when it back in
My big Benz makes a beeping noise when it backs up

Real street niggas buyin' bags with the backends
Authentic street criminals are using their illicit income to purchase designer bags

These niggas ain't authentic, they actin'
Many people are pretending to be something they are not

And I ain't get to the money, they cappin'
Others are trying to lie or deceive me out of my profits

What happened?
What is going on or what is wrong?

I thought you was a real one?
I believed that you were honest and trustworthy

Solitary stones in my ear, these the clear ones
I have clear, solitary diamonds in my earrings

These diamonds dancin' too loud in my ear, so I don't hear them
My diamonds are so extravagant and attracting so much attention that it is difficult to focus or listen to anything else

My homie got the stick, I got the glizzy
My friend has a gun, and I also have a concealed weapon (a Glock)

We don't fear them
We are not afraid of anyone

These niggas don't wanna play with us
Others are scared to interact or compete with us

I swear that we gon' kill them
We are willing to use violence against those who oppose us