Lil' Flip - Deep Down South - H.S.E. With Yung Redd, Lil' Ron, Lil' Flip, Featuring Big Shasta Lyrics

Come on, uh

I'm 'bout to cause a disaster, like an earthquake
Eighteen's, got little kids dropping milk shakes
I smoke and sip eights, poured in one soda
Treat my girls like dogs, nigga teach 'em to roll over

Give 'em the cold shoulder, if they don't listen
But they quickly convinced, when they see them rims twisting
Better pay attention to that nigga Lil' Reezy
It takes six dimes in bikinis just to please me

Better believe me, it's real in the field
My chain like yellow lights, it make people ill
In the Porsche switching gears, like a Nascar racer
And the rocks on my bracelet, got it looking like a glacier

I'm a clutch player, like Robert Ory
These cats ain't balling, they telling stories
But ain't gotta worry, bout H.S.E.
If I ain't hating on you, then why you hating on me

We from the deep down South in the city
In the light, and I be seeing these girls be looking pretty
That's why, I got to stay on my grind
So we can be a hundred percent, all the time

Y'all don't know where we from
(Where we from)
Y'all don't know where we been
(Where we been)

It's like one for the money and two is for them hoes
Three is for the drank, four pass me the smoke
You won't see me riding, in any ole Benz
Unless it's jet black on twenty inch rims

I got more Air Force than the government
Every color pair, I'm so fly trust me I'm loving it
I never leave the hoe with just a single rubber
And I crawl like Ringling Brothers, hoes love us

Under the influence, catch me swerving
Playing in a number six like Julius Irving
My watch and my chain got me coughing and sneezing
Still a young heathen as long as I'm breathing

I pay for a show, turn it out then I'm leaving
The way the man told us, it's flossing season
This year we got it made, we shining y'all
Even though we got a due, we still grinding y'all

We from the deep down South in the city
In the light, and I be seeing these girls be looking pretty
That's why, I got to stay on my grind
So we can be a hundred percent, all the time

Y'all don't know where we from
(Where we from)
Y'all don't know where we been
(Where we been)

Who am I, name is Lil' Flip
And I roll with two clips
Just in case, something happen
While y'all niggas yapping, I'ma be capping

Rolling with my strap and pistol packing
Glock 9's, Tech 9's, even a Mack 10
I'm not acting, I pack clips so
Play your roll and stick to the script

Before I flip, and empty the clip
I'm Gladys Night, 'cause I'm a pimp
We eating shrimp and catching planes
You know I'm great at catching dames

And what's your name where you live
Will you give some brain, do you got kids
'Cause if you do, girl, it's okay
So pass the syrup, fuck the courvassier

We from the deep down South in the city
In the light, and I be seeing these girls be looking pretty
That's why, I got to stay on my grind
So we can be a hundred percent, all the time

Y'all don't know where we from
(Where we from)
Y'all don't know where we been
(Where we been)