[Grill] 

F.L.A. [x5] 

Blow triple 0 baby 



[Hook: x2] 

F.L.A. (South nigga) [x5] 



[Verse 1: Grill] 

Nigga F.L.A. the best place to stay 

Where the woman stay half dressed 

And tattoes on they back, and they thighs, and they breast 

And every nigga grilled up with bald heads and dreads 

The land of the Florida Gators 

And trying to live it up in "The Sunshine State" 

Got a thousand Tony Montana's from Jacksonville to Miami 

And best believe my niggas bout they g's 

And home of Disney World but don't think its Mickey Mouse nigga 

You be splittin blood from ya mouth 

You better watch for that Sanford, Tampa, Miami exit 

Nigga fuck up and ride in swamp land 

You better roll 'em up and lock the do's 

And every corner packed up with thugs 

Sitting on some dubs 

Nigga still smoking out of Swisha Sweets and Phillies 

Whole lot of y'all niggas don't know about that Florida krypit 

First hit girl got 'cha like a hippie 

And if you ain't from the south don't come down here wit that S on ya chest 

Think these niggas country, I hope that S, hope it's a vest 

Come on nigga put this muthafucking double barrel to test 



[Hook: x2] 



[Verse 2: ???] 

Nigga doubted us for a long long time 

Na the South on the map na this our turn to shine 

Y'all wit it, let's get it 

Coming down on the South you gone get it, best believe it 

Y'all got hoes, we got hoes 

Y'all roll dubs, we roll dubs 

So what make ya better than us 

Talk that shit if you want 

Bust yo brain think we won't 

For always fucking with us 

Muthafuck that shit-- nigga this is where I stay 

Muthafuck that shit-- Sarasota, FLA 

Muthafuck that shit-- You don't like what we say? 

Muthafuck that shit-- Then don't come down our way 



[Hook: x2] 



[Verse 3: Grill] 

I wouldn't stay no where but FLA, home of the Magic 

You play wit Orlando boys you going home in plastic 

And my city is like a jungle, It's all about survival 

Stop around and ask for directions! 

Come up out that Lexus, give me yo rolex's 

Get out of here boy 

Then they got a nigga fighting in the parking lot 

You might here shots 

And every city got a Gotham City 

But FLA got the best beaches 

Every spring break college kids come from all over 

It's no limit in FLA 

Despite all the haters, you got to love our Florida Keys 

Miami niggas all about stacking g's 

And still no love for the police 

In Liberty City, to College Hills, to Mercy Drive, to Compound 

Project niggas still run the streets 

Respect that South, niggas running the block 

And respect the South niggas with a mouth full of golds 

I told ya nigga listen to me boy 



[Hook: x2] 



[Verse 4: Grill] 

Can you picture living in FLA 

Where them south ballers play gungi sessions all day 

Shit greener than the palm trees 

Project block packed up with thugs 

Coastline niggas cleaning up them dubs 

And little homies in the streets saying "Coke Dawg show a nigga luv" 

Nigga rock the show for my thugs 

And every where I look I see flip-flop paint 

Gold sittin on chrome 

'Cademy Manor nigga's got bar-b-que's 

Probably don't stop till its dark 

And niggas on 25th cleaning up the rides 

And J niggas coming thru swerving on dubs 

Thug niggas shouting out nothing but weed 

Telling Coke Dawg nigga I'm showing ya love 

And my nigga JD told me nigga keep ya finger on the trigger 

Watch for them hating niggas, can't fuck with this nigga 

Fat boy and I'm screaming... 



[Hook till fade]