Lil Dude – South Beach lyrics

[Intro]
Hurt, what it do
Smoov, what's good, baby?
Man oh man, you should see all the kinds of friends we got here at Foster's
Trapnanana

[Chorus]
I fuck on your bitch, she gave me that mouthpiece (Mwah)
Took her from Southeast, brought her to South Beach (Hah)
Too many sticks, when it kick it be bouncing (On God)
I came with the bag and I ran up the cheddar (Baow)
Ain't saving no bitch and I came with the extras (Huh?)
Got real mob ties and I got real testers (Real mob ties)
Too many bitches so I fuck on her best friend (Trapnanana)
Hold on, wipe a nigga down with the stick

[Verse]
These lil' niggas, they don't even got no defense (On God)
Stop pullin' they rip and I bet they be griefing (Rip, baow)
He on some rap shit, no we ain't beefin' (Haha)
I'm in the circle and I got a Glock-10 (On God)
Pull on your block, then your block the main topic (Stick)
It was a headshot, he thought he got drop-kicked (You dig?)
Luciano Boy Wonder, yeah I be robbin' (Boy Wonder)
Hop out the Batmobile with a mopstick (Trapnanana)
I count up the racks, where Serena at? (Rackades)
Havin' more drank than CVS
Havin' a young shooter, boy you best believe in that (Young shooters)
If you doubt, nigga, they comin' through CNN (Hah, yeah)
Put shit on Fox 5, ABC, CNN (CNN)
No DNA Gang, pullin' up, leavin' shit (DNA, DNA)
Caught him on Live but he tried to delete it (Hah)
Ain't totin' no basic, this stick I got geekin' (Brrt, baow)

[Chorus]
I fuck on your bitch, she gave me that mouthpiece (Mwah)
Took her from Southeast, brought her to South Beach (On God)
Too many sticks, when it kick it be bouncing (Trapnanana)
I came with the bag and I ran up the cheddar (Brrt, brrt)
Ain't saving no bitch and I came with the extras (Bee)
Got real mob ties and I got real testers (Mob ties)
Too many bitches so I fuck on her best friend (Haha)
Hold on, wipe a nigga down with the stick (Wipe his ass down)