BaCe Kid - South Atlanta Lyrics

Im from the A bitch
That's why these niggas is hating on me
F*cking your bitch and i put her sleep
Bust on her face and it f*cked up the sheets
Stop calling my phone i put it on mute
Thats why these bitches know i got the juice
Got on one knee and you think i'm proposing
Nah lil bitch i'm just tying my shoes

Im from the South bitch, yeah
Finna get lit bitch, yeah
Look at my gang, we pull up on you
Got 40's and sticks bitch, yeah
Trap out the Zone 6ix
Finna get filthy rich
Thats the type of shit i like
But you got to pay the price

Im from the South bitch, yeah
Finna get lit bitch, yeah
Look at my gang, we pull up on you
Got 40's and sticks bitch, yeah
Trap out the Zone 6ix
Finna get filthy rich
Thats the type of shit i like
But you got to pay the price , yeah aight

Now they label me as the next nigga thats rising
Hot box the whip and walk out with my eyes red
Boy you is broke and you faking, disguising
How can i trust a lil bitch in the blinding

I am the truth and you feeding them lies
Im one of a kind
I think i'm that guy
Put my arms up and then reach for the sky
Smoking my blunt , imma get as high

As you
F*cking on these bitches by the two
All these hoes i don't know which one to choose
Innie-Minnie-Mini , f*ck it imma choose you
Hop in my coupe
Imma take you to the zoo
Imma go gorilla in the pussy dude
Put you in submission so you cannot f*cking move
Opposite of Nudy , you should have a f*cking clue

Im from the South bitch, yeah
Finna get lit bitch, yeah
Look at my gang, we pull up on you
Got 40's and sticks bitch, yeah
Trap out the Zone 6ix
Finna get filthy rich
Thats the type of shit i like
But you got to pay the price

Im from the South bitch, yeah
Finna get lit bitch, yeah
Look at my gang, we pull up on you
Got 40's and sticks bitch, yeah
Trap out the Zone 6ix
Finna get filthy rich
Thats the type of shit i like
But you got to pay the price , yeah aight

They say that im different
Im kicking my pimpin
You say you got drip but you not really drippin
Ice on my neck and got ice on my pendant
Im changing the pic , im perfecting my image
Run up a check and spent that on my neck
Throw up a B but im Crippin my set
Double it up , got me flippin my bread
No i dont want to f*ck i want the head bitch

Yeah, run up on me its a crime scene
Double up my cup , got me faded off the lean
No you not my lover so I call you Billie Jean
Looking at my numbers im so fresh and im so clean
F*cking on the bitch and yeah the bitch is for the team
Double it up
Nigga Double it up
Where is you from
Nigga where is you from

Im from the South bitch, yeah
Finna get lit bitch, yeah
Look at my gang, we pull up on you
Got 40's and sticks bitch, yeah
Trap out the Zone 6ix
Finna get filthy rich
Thats the type of shit i like
But you got to pay the price

Im from the South bitch, yeah
Finna get lit bitch, yeah
Look at my gang, we pull up on you
Got 40's and sticks bitch, yeah
Trap out the Zone 6ix
Finna get filthy rich
Thats the type of shit i like
But you got to pay the price , yeah aight