South Boyz ft. Hoodbaby Rahrah Lyrics

Yeah, on god yeah yeah

I'm on Pluto smokin' dead (On God)

And I got one in the head

Percilate or sippin' red (Eughh)

Gun shots all I seen was red

Slidin' we don't pop no meds

Free bro screamin' fuck the feds (Free bro)

Brodie hit em and he fled

Came outside and seen red (Boo boo boo boom)

Stay inside you might be dead

Keep a iron you get pressed

We still shoot back on defence

Trackhawk skrting or the Benz

Lambo or the Rolls Royce tinted

Southside put they block on lockdown

Even if we never did it

They gon' say the South Boyz wit it

She make it clap ain't talkin' TikTok

On the courts before the tip off (On God)

Trap house jumpin' like it's criss cross

Lambo truck I got my glizz on (Eughh)

Fuck your hood you never did none (On God)

Uno wet him tryna bridge some (Bop bop)

Yoshi double clip the nina (On God)

Fuckin' on a bad Naya (Euughuh)

Dead Pluto send you to the sky yeah

Babyblatt asked me if my chains is real

I told him duh this ain't no stainless steel (On God)

I keep a steel, bet I leave a stain

Hop out and drill you don't feel my pain (Eugh Eugh)

I want a mill you could take the fame (On God)

She said I'm a vibe and she leave her main

We gettin' wild and she wear my chains (On God)

I'm on Pluto smokin' dead (On God)

And I got one in the head

Percilate or sippin' red (Eughh)

Gun shots all I seen was red

Slidin' we don't pop no meds

Free bro screamin' fuck the feds (Free bro)

Brodie hit em and he fled

Came outside and seen red (Boo boo boo boom)

Stay inside you might be dead

Keep a iron you get pressed

We still shoot back on defence

Trackhawk skrting or the Benz

Lambo or the Rolls Royce tinted

Southside put they block on lockdown

Even if we never did it

They gon' say the South Boyz wit it

Yeah, on the Jane you know gets tizzick (You do)

Free my bro Benny locked up he in prison (Free bro)

You know I did what he didn't

Got some mod mali's they will blow your fitted

Southside the hottest we the ones in it

She said I'm cappin' blow her back innit

Roll up some dead guys pass it and hit it

Still didn't hit it pass it to my brejin

Peppa my brother ballin' in the trenches

We wipe him down like he went swimmin

He called time out, he ain't really wit it (No)

Shootin' like Stephen or Harden wit the finish

3LK big OK Gang we the realest

D.O.A I think the opp boy finished

Sorry God but I be sinnin

We on Pluto I'm so high I can feel it

I'm on Pluto smokin' dead (On God)

And I got one in the head

Percilate or sippin' red (Eughh)

Gun shots all I seen was red

Slidin' we don't pop no meds

Free bro screamin' fuck the feds (Free bro)

Brodie hit em and he fled

Came outside and seen red (Boo boo boo boom)

Stay inside you might be dead

Keep a iron you get pressed

We still shoot back on defence

Trackhawk skrting or the Benz

Lambo or the Rolls Royce tinted

Southside put they block on lockdown

Even if we never did it

They gon' say the South Boyz wit it (Yeah)