Southon Video (MV)

Baby i'm him
When i'm rappin bout heat
Kick doe blick
When the choppa gon eat
Know im on top
On the throne like a king
When yo bitch hit me up
Just know she gon link
Lincoln wit me
On the benjys imma spree
Like Mike Jones
Imma rollin stampede
Talkin bout riding wit my 9
Imma G
When the bottles out
Why you act like a fien

F*ck a stupid bitch
Cuz she runnin that mouth
So ion really give a f*ck
What the f*ck
They talking bout
Talk on my name
But you won't talk loud
But i know when i'm up
They gon see me and shout
Cross your own brotha
And you stand in there proud
And u think that you tough
But my gun really stout
Know where i'm from
And that is dirty south
And imma rep my whole city
While i'm wearing a crown

Told my boy q
That he really need a drake
But i know my 3
Gon dig a hoes grave
Ru wit the whip
So we got a getaway
If you wanna get slumped
Call up T for the fade
Fredo got the Q
Wit a 50 he gon stain
Like my nigga dirty dan
Eyes back enraged
Told the bitch f*ck you
Cuz she love me for the chain
So i'm doin her wrong
Am i the one to be blamed?

Baby i'm him
When i'm rappin bout heat
Kick doe blick
When the choppa gon eat
Know im on top
On the throne like a king
When yo bitch hit me up
Just know she gon link
Lincoln wit me
On the benjys imma spree
Like Mike Jones
Imma rollin stampede
Talkin bout riding wit my 9
Imma G
When the bottles out
Why you act like a fien

Sippin on clase
Im sippin on drank
Rollin wit a bitch
While she holdin my K
Wearin my ice
While my chain gon hang
Hoe gon talk
Cuz i'm steady in her brain
And bitch hit me up
While y'all takin a break
You callin her phone
While she moanin my name

Y'all niggas be hatin
And y'all bitches be light
I'm rollin wit bro
Nother word for my nine
Look at the clouds
And you see me in the sky
Cuz i'm goin on top
Cuz i'm outta my mind
Hittin these shots
And i hit it precise
When a foe roll up
He just rollin that dice
Don't stand there and watch
Cuz u tryna analyze
Cuz i'm the whole truth
And it'll never be lies

I'm lurkin at night
And look to my right
See em in sight
Chillin at a red light
I have to decide
But cannot go think twice
So i light like lightning
It's blinding so bright and
I'm feelin so violent
I'm slicin like mike
That why i be slidin
You know that i'm right

Runnin yo pockets
I got me a rocket
Attached wit a drum
So i go and just rock it
That pussy boi dumb
His hoe wanna go mobbin
So i can not stop it
So i'm gettin to plottin
Dead bodies be rottin
All over the place
Im holdin the K
Wit like 30 rounds in the case
I'm feeling so lonely
How can i explain
You don't even know me
You callin my name
And i'm creeping and stalkin
I know where you stay
Puttin this blick to his f*ckin damm brain
Makin this bitch go f*ckin insane
Y'all stick to the book
Cuz i'm killin this game
(hold on)