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Southside shorty on them all black forgis $UICIDE for life, but I ain't touring at 40 Bitches begging for a ring just 'cause I can kinda sing But the only thing that I want is to be a fucking normie Hold up, lil mama I got them thangs What about 'em? What's the problem? I got my own, you ain't gotta solve 'em I promise it won't effect you I'm just tryna holla Starving for attention but I'm not tryna bother you I used to come in last Focused on the past Now I'm drifting down the highway until I run out of gas Don't wanna be recognized but I ain't wearing a mask Just point and fucking wave I don't wanna be tagged I'ma north side playa snorting southside dope Pull up in the Benz Give the southside hope Joe exotic what I'm smoking Backwood flaming Backwoods claiming (Yo slick what you saying?) I'ma praying motherfucker (Lying motherfucker) Okay up and spray a motherfucker if they step in my business (Keep spraying motherf–!) Sorry that’s my mental illness Need to pop me a pill before I finish these lyrics (Ahhh okay) Now I'm stunting like my daddy Swerving in that caddy Thinking about getting high because my fam rather me that way Just know that I tried but I think it’s time Sincerely signed, $UICIDE