Lyrics: Jalen Hughes/Caleb A Saulsberry
Music: Jalen Hughes/Caleb A Saulsberry
(Gyant)
I'm a southside Chiraq child
You know all my sauce be mild
I'm a southside Chiraq child
Man, you know these hoes be wild
I got my Drac' on me, thank me later, that's my motto
Bang, every time I step out the club, I grab a brand new model
Bang, I be stayin' in the A, I'm tryna chase the bank, the lotto
Bang, man, I told foenem I'm sliding out, I'm doing it pronto
Man, my life is so glamorous, but I'm suicidal
I didn't know how fast it get, every move is so vital
Addicted to ass and titties, that shit should be the damn title
Addicted to fancy shit, tryna find my damn bridal
But I can't find her, where she at?
But I can't find her, where she at?
Now I'm searching through Saks 5th Avenue, is that where she at?
But I gotta search if my money blue, you know where she at
I'm a southside Chiraq child
You know all my sauce be mild
I'm a southside Chiraq child
Man, you know these hoes be wild
Hoes be wild, hoes be wild
Throw some racks in her face, designer broke boy, Gucci on me now
Woah, why my pants so low, huh, rock Rick Owens, though
I ain't stressin' on these hoes, I ain't lovin' on no hoes
This a codeine bottle, my bitch look like Latto
Broke-broke boy, geeked down in Atlanta
Rich-ass boy rock Chrome Heart banner
And the Saint Laurent leather, then she sharted on my sweater
Now she writin' me love letters
Make her sing just like Heather, just like heaven, 9-1-7
She say, "posh, why you so mean?" I just had to fix my manners
Bandana, boy, I'm thuggin' like Santana
Got your bitch all in my face, I think she do it for the camera, huh
I'm a southside Chiraq child
You know all my sauce be mild
I'm a southside Chiraq child
Man, you know these hoes be wild
Posh, Go
Ayy, thirteen, what we on, bro?