Southside lyrics

[Hook]
C-L-A-Y-T-O-N till I die
H-S-T till I die
Sell that weed till I die
Move that crack till I die
Claim southside till I die
Till I die
I ain't gon' lie, I ain't gon' lie (Flocka)
C-L-A-Y-T-O-N till I die
H-S-T till I die
Sell that weed till I die
Move that crack till I die
Claim southside till I die
Till I die
I ain't gon' lie, I ain't gon' lie (Flocka)

[Verse 1]
Super stupid swag, you can call me Argentina
Run up on Flocka, homie got that Nina
I will burn you, boy, I'm not playin', boy
You know 'bout me, boy, built to destroy
So Icey Army-slash-Navy-slash-Marine boys
We got hella guns, we got hella Bloods
We got hella Crips, we got hella Kings
We got hella folks, n*ggas sell coke
Some sell pills, some sell weed
We got what you need, and we work them M's b*tch
The b*tches drilled him, hoes killed him
Ask about Flocka, all the girls feel him
And they film him, yes, they love him
But they dirty, you can't really trust them
n*ggas at your front, n*ggas at your back door
They even at your window, heard you got that kinfolk (Flocka)