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(Southside) (If Young Metro don't trust ya, I'm gon' shoot ya) Smoke a lot, got a permanent cough Poppin' them pills again Used to think you was my dawg, now you are not my friend Turn myself into a boss, I was born to win Still know how to handle a loss Me and Metro goin' in Everything hit All my songs hits All my chains hit (bling) I look like a lick Everything hit Diss me, you get hit Southside got the stick (brrt) Everything hit My shooter gave me a promise, said he won't miss I'm rich, I'm just bein' honest, look at my wrist You ain't shit, you ain't piss 20K ain't shit, spent that on my bitch Roll up, I smoke by the zip Got gorillas, a jungle with me Snakes and bees on my feet Bought a Range 'cause I don't want a Jeep Fuckin' your bitch for a week I f******ur bitch right where you sleep Leavin' my nut in your sheets Molly turned me to a beast Workin' four days, no sleep Smoke a lot, got a permanent cough Poppin' them pills again Used to think you was my dawg, now you are not my friend Turn myself into a boss, I was born to win Still know how to handle a loss Me and Metro goin' in Everything hit All my songs hits All my chains hit (bling) I look like a lick Everything hit Diss me, you get hit Southside got the stick (brrt) Everything hit Water my wrist Codeine when I piss Got pills in my shit Don't think I could quit Takin' Xannies to sleep Wake up and I sip There's a girl in my bed, and I don't know the bitch I'm sippin' juice, I make the yellow Fanta orange I was stuck inside my house and now I'm tourin' I couldn't do it, had to get it, life got borin' And now my clothes, my whip, and all my bitches foreign Smoke a lot, got a permanent cough Poppin' them pills again Used to think you was my dawg, now you are not my friend Turn myself into a boss, I was born to win Still know how to handle a loss Me and Metro goin' in Everything hit All my songs hits All my chains hit (bling) I look like a lick Everything hit Diss me, you get hit Southside got the stick (brrt) Everything hit I'm sippin' juice, I make the yellow Fanta orange I was stuck inside my house and now I'm tourin' I couldn't do it, had to get it, life got borin' And now my clothes, my whip, and all my bitches foreign --- Hit - Metro Boomin and NAV