Southside - Lil Berete

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Yeah yeah

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Yeah yeah

Wildin

Stalin

Cut to the money like sonic

Whoa

I’m wildin

What the fuck am I signin?

Designer my body i’m stylin?

Trap hard 'til I find it (yeah)

Money on your head

Lil nigga I don’t know why you wildin

Homies that I met

They just coming through my drive way (yeah)

It’s only my niggas i’ma ride for (yeah)

It’s only my niggas i’ma die for (yeah)

But shorty she just trippin why you lie for?

(yeah)

Free my bros out them cages this is my court (yeah)

Back then i started off with dirty shoes

Winter time with some dirty boots

I was hanging out in the nerdy school

And now i’m with my broski’s

I’m proud i need a trophy

And now she claim she know me

Like check the score, like 4−3

My future watch a rollie

They ring my line like holy

Like quit that you don’t know me

And imma keep on going hard till they call me OG

Never talk to the police, nigga snitching on my homie

Shoutout broski Jovi, she ride me like a pony

Had her show me, niggas used to hate back then i was lonely

Now they wanna show me love, is it cause a nigga up?

I’m too high and i’m stuck, shawty wanna give it up

Going hard been shittin luck, STN my clique we up

Now she wanna kiss and hug, and now she want a dinner huh

She playing guess i need a pump, only real ones in my blood

If it bros i got 'nough, red dot it ain’t a blush

Shawty tryna treat me rough

Lil Berete i came klutch, yeah

Lil nigga i’m shit that you can’t flush

I’m wildin

What the fuck am I signin?

Designer my body i’m stylin?

Trap hard 'til I find it (yeah)

Money on your head

Lil nigga I don’t know why you wildin

Homies that I met

They just coming through my drive way (yeah)

It’s only my niggas i’ma ride for (yeah)

It’s only my niggas i’ma die for (yeah)

But shorty she just trippin why you lie for?

(yeah)

Free my bros out them cages this is my court (yeah)

My niggas they locked for time

And i’m still on my grind

It’s like gold I gotta find

These hoes just give their mind

Like gold I gotta shine

Put a four in the eight no nine

Never ate like all night

From the bottom yeah I gotta get it

For my family yeah I gotta win it

Peregrine you can call it spinach

Yes i won’t meet how he know i hit it

Ice getting colder, Spanish bitch like hola

I drink the hate like it’s cola

I’m in the sky with a refa

Case a hero with a nina

I was on the block with a ball like FIFA

Yeah, yeah and i was in the hut like they can’t see us

Yeah, i can’t stop until i get me a freezer

From my OG i learned how to nip get the re-up

I’m wildin

What the fuck am I signin?

Designer my body i’m stylin?

Trap hard 'til I find it (yeah)

Money on your head

Lil nigga I don’t know why you wildin

Homies that I met

They just coming through my drive way (yeah)

It’s only my niggas i’ma ride for (yeah)

It’s only my niggas i’ma die for (yeah)

But shorty she just trippin why you lie for?

(yeah)

Free my bros out them cages this is my court (yeah)