I’m a lil’ heaven baby 〈.?.〉 Dallas, Texas who raised me 〈.?.〉 the bottom of the map
Glizzies with switches, AR’s, got a launcher at the bottom, you hit it, it blow up yo’ house
If you ain’t from here then I advise you not to come here’ cause it’s kinda hard to adapt
It’ll go down in a wild-wild south
You might make it in, but might not make it out
This ain’t the wild-wild west, this the wild-wild south, where your kids might get killed for a bag
Or they like go kill your kids if they know where they is
Just to make up who they beefin’ with, man
Ain’t no horses and cowboys, we throwin’ up mass
Down here you get robbed for the hair out your #ss
Plenty n#gg#s sell dope and these b#tches sell cat
If you don’t get that sh#t up then it might turn out bad
‘Cause it can go down in a wild-wild south
Run down on your #ss, put that Glock in your mouth
‘fore run up on your sh#t, leave him dead on his couch
Leave it messy for 〈.?.〉 can’t figure it out
It’s a blessin’ if you make it out of the south
How my b#tches be settin’ sh#t up for an ounce
Probly’ get his #ss wack with her head in his lap
She gon’ see n#gg# die with a dick in her mouth
You can get away with murder if nobody told
Had to DA on parole so cases go cold
Get wack, hit your service and hung on your 〈.?.〉
They good for the funeral so buddy got cremated
Got a whole lotta fah-fah-fah all you hear rah-rah
b#tch said she love me, I tell that b#tch ”Blah-blah”
Only women I love is my sister and momma
Only person I trust is myself with this Glock
Drive down, make a n#gg# strip down to his socks
We take troopers on chases and burn off them cocks
Like I do plastic surgery, 2z a doctor
‘Cause we take n#gg#s faces and fill ’em with shot
When them Jackboys get hungry, they take what you got
My time is so precious, I ain’t wastin’ no clock
〈.?.〉 Dallas, Texas, I’m straight from the block
You can travel where you want, but you might end up sad
I’m a lil’ heaven baby 〈.?.〉 Dallas, Texas who raised me 〈.?.〉 the bottom of the map
Glizzies with switches, AR’s, got a launcher at the bottom, you hit it, it blow up yo’ house
If you ain’t from here then I advise you not to come here’ cause it’s kinda hard to adapt
It’ll go down in a wild-wild south
You might make it in, but might not make it out
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