Southside on the track, yeah



[Intro: Future]

Ha ha

Yeah



[Verse 1: Future]

Take it out the bank, go put it up

Got my main hoe, put her up

Straight off the lot, go put it up

My last two foreigns pulled up

Straight out the bank, go put it up

Everybody in the hood gone pull up

I got 'em on Xans and the Roxy's

The homie done ran with a thottie

Every week I change my closet

Got a Fendi store in my house

Got a Bentley garage in my house

Got a watch on my wrist cost a house

My bitch can't sleep at my house

Make her sleep at a hotel now

And when you talk, man, you talking off cap

And your diamonds they looking like tap

I was always ducking from the paps

Keep an R&B bitch in my lap

Out in Beverly Hills, I adapt

But I still had to ride with that strap