SOUTHSIDE - Vale pain, Abby 6ix

Non stare a guardare adesso che lo posso fare

Il suo booty balla, si gira tutto il locale

Come i miei gioielli, devo pensare a brillare

Trasformare in soldi questo pacco da quel bilocale

Ho una crew di G con le G sulla cinta

Air Max bianca, la mia suola brilla

Un bacio ai miei opps, mi migliorano la vita

Sbagli col mio G, ti può fottere la vita

Faccio spin skippo la tua shit

Testimone della street

Back to back

Face to face

I miei slime son tutti lì

Stessa gente di dieci anni fa

Divido il pane con chi merita

Sono chiuso nella mia città

Stick in tasca come fosse Chiraq (Grr-pow)

Mula come 2k

4PF Atlanta con i miei

Mando a casa una thotiana

Crip shit, come Blueface

Quando entro nel club

Serpenti guardano il chain

Un anno fa se entravo nel club avrei rubato i chain

Avrei rubato i chain (chain-chain)

Un anno fa lavoravo al Mc

Maglietta bianca, in tasca dei racks

Seppelisco un opps se fotte con me

223, Eleven & Mac

Mike Amiri glock nella sua chanel

Ha una figlia che si chiama Chanel

Slatt, Slatt, punto come yessir

Ben Ten, polso verde, new ice

Non stare a guardare adesso che lo posso fare

Il suo booty balla, si gira tutto il locale

Come i miei gioielli, devo pensare a brillare

Trasformare in soldi questo pacco da quel bilocale

Ho una crew di G con le G sulla cinta

Air Max bianca, la mia suola brilla

Un bacio ai miei opps, mi migliorano la vita

Sbagli col mio G, ti può fottere la vita

Se investo dei soldi li triplico

Per il frigo pieno fra il minimo

Tra il bene e il male sto in bilico

Sto alzando pesi ma non cambia il fisico

Non perdo tempo con ste troie, ah

L’asfalto sotto le miei suole, no

Non ho mai preso il mio diploma ma

Ho l’oro in strada 10 e lode

Su un auto rubata, 110 all’ora, il mio sky sembra che sia Vin Diesel

Siamo cresciuti affamati rubavamo i cioccolatini del Lidl

Poi sono state rapine

Nelle cantine c'è un ferro che uccide

C'è chi piange e chi ride

Ma in ogni caso qui sono poche le vie d’uscite

Non stare a guardare adesso che lo posso fare

Il suo booty balla, si gira tutto il locale

Come i miei gioielli, devo pensare a brillare

Trasformare in soldi questo pacco da quel bilocale

Ho una crew di G con le G sulla cinta

Air Max bianca, la mia suola brilla

Un bacio ai miei opps, mi migliorano la vita

Sbagli col mio G, ti può fottere la vita

Don't stand by now that I can do it

Her booty dances, she turns the whole place around

Like my jewels, I have to think about sparkling

Turn this parcel from that one bedroom apartment into money

I have a G crew with Gs on the waistband

White Air Max, my sole shines

A kiss to my opps, they improve my life

You're wrong with my G, it can screw your life

I spin skip your shit

Street witness

Back to back

Face to face

My slimes are all there

Same people as ten years ago

I share the bread with whoever deserves it

I am closed in my city

Stick in your pocket like it's Chiraq (Grr-pow)

Mula like 2k

4PF Atlanta with mine

I'm sending a Thotian home

Crip shit, like Blueface

When I enter the club

Snakes look at the chain

A year ago if I joined the club I would have stolen the chains

I would have stolen the chains (chain-chain)

A year ago I was working at Mc

White T-shirt, in the pocket of the racks

I bury an opps if they fuck with me

223, Eleven & Mac

Mike Amiri glock in his chanel

He has a daughter named Chanel

Slatt, Slatt, point like yessir

Ben Ten, green wrist, new ice

Don't stand by now that I can do it

Her booty dances, she turns the whole place around

Like my jewels, I have to think about sparkling

Turn this parcel from that one bedroom apartment into money

I have a G crew with Gs on the waistband

White Air Max, my sole shines

A kiss to my opps, they improve my life

You're wrong with my G, it can screw your life

If I invest money, I triple it

For the full fridge between the minimum

Between good and evil I'm in the balance

I am lifting weights but the physique does not change

I don't waste time with these bitches, ah

The asphalt under my soles, no

I never got my diploma but

I have gold in the street 10 and praise

On a stolen car, 110 per hour, my sky seems to be Vin Diesel

We grew up hungry and stole Lidl chocolates

Then it was robberies

In the cellars there is an iron that kills

There are those who cry and those who laugh

But in any case, there are few ways out here

Don't stand by now that I can do it

Her booty dances, she turns the whole place around

Like my jewels, I have to think about sparkling

Turn this parcel from that one bedroom apartment into money

I have a G crew with Gs on the waistband

White Air Max, my sole shines

A kiss to my opps, they improve my life

You're wrong with my G, it can screw your life