Southside Forever Freestyle

What Juicy say? He be like, "Shut the fuck up"
Ah
And if the beat live, you know Lil Ju made it!

Please, bitch, do not try to cap on me, like I ain't the hottest out naturally
I go anywhere in my T-shirt and chain, hoe, killing shit casually
Like I ain't the hardest in Houston, like bitches ain't hanging to use me
Like niggas ain't begging to do me, from ballers to rappers, they bitches included, huh

Like I ain't the life of the party, hmm, shit can't get started without me, huh
Like I ain't take over a season, the summer is Megan's, bitches ain't eating, hmm
I bring the hood out a classy bitch, out in Calabasas doing ratchet shit, hmm
Thumbing through commas, ain't worried 'bout comments, hoe, I'm really having shit

Invite me, I'm bringing the ghetto, I be with the ghetto, it's in me, I can't seem to let go
I'm going hard in this bitch, going hard for them kids, doing shit they ain't seen in the ghetto
I'm going hard for my mama, she knew I could do it, I pray every day just to prove it
I'm going hard for my granny, she want it, she have it
The hood going hard for Ms. Paxton, huh

Megan can't do this and that, ha
They hate to see where I'm at, hmm
They wanna put me in beef
Shit, them bitches ain't talking to me, huh
South-side shit forever, hoe (ayy)
Get a Brisk tea from the Texaco (huh)
Rocking booty shorts to the corner store (baow)
Niggas still trapping out a Baygo, huh

Haha, like, I can't even take half of you bitches seriously, like (yeah, hoe)
Half of y'all don't know if y'all don't fuck with me, or if you wanna fuck me, haha (yeah, hoe)
Fucking bitches (ah)

Man, I done took off, bitch, I'm outta here
I'm on a ship, outer space, I'm a rocketeer
You ain't in my league, bitch, please, you do not compare
In the rap game, but I'm really playing Solitaire
Even if we ever had the same dick before
Don't get confused, we are not the same hoe
I'on give a fuck what he did prior to me
Only thing that matter what he did when he knew me, ayy

Look at all this blue cheese (ah)
Spent that on my jewelry (hey, yeah)
He know I'm the whole coupe (hmm, hmm)
She is just a two piece (ha, ha)
First, we were just fucking, now that nigga love me (ah, ah)
You need him for support, together, we make money (ah)

Take the pussy out his mouth, then put it back in
'Fore I walk through, niggas know I need the backend
Real hot girl, use the pussy like a weapon
Make him think he finna fuck then never let him
Iced out, got the whole freezer on my neck
Hoes acting petty but I got the new Patek
I ain't say it first, but I'm better than the rest
Hoes throwing shots, but I stay with the vest

Hoes throwing shots, but I'm ducking like The Matrix
I ain't seen a bitch pop shit like me yet
Anything I ever seen you do is on the 'net
Every bar I spit hard, so the beat erect
Hoes love to play with me until I let it eject
Stomping hoes out in some shoes they ain't seen yet
Hoes love to sneak diss, yeah, bitch, I seen it
You ain't say it to me when you see me, you don't mean it, ah

Hahaha, real fucking hot girl shit!
You know, Young Tina Snow still going hard on a hoe, yeah, ah



Credits
Writer(s): Jordan Michael Houston, Megan J. Pete, Julian Martrel Mason, Christopher Komeda
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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