Intro Lyrics

Young south side bandit

Pretty white boy hoes think I'm handsome

All I ever had was a dream of a mansion

Small house living but I still got manners

Type of dude that say please and thank ya

Nice as a fool when I meet the neighbors

Little do they know that boy down the road

Be fucking these hoes like he need a favor

Young south side bandit

Pretty white boy hoes think I'm handsome

All I ever had was a dream of a mansion

Small house living but I still got manners

Type of dude that say please and thank ya

Nice as a fool when I meet the neighbors

Little do they know that boy down the road

Be fucking these hoes like he need a favor okay

You just got a new whip how exciting

Give her good dick bet she let me drive it

Say she gotta go clock in round five

Imma have it back to you by then I promise

Write me a song on the way to the studio hop in the booth and start cooking up

Y'all do one take and you good

I never think that it's good enough

Just look at the numbers I'm putting up

So nice at the game getting bored with it

Wasn't born with it this tailor made

Y'all more suited for the forfeiting

Looking like some food put a fork in it

That's point blank like a short distance

Heaven knows that the Lord sent it

This hard work meets God given

Dudes hating on the rap but his bitch love it yeah

She was ducking in the past now she tryna come back

Well that's too bad

That ship done sailed by the time they catch wind of it

Fuck a fad spend two lives trend ducking

Fresh to death I'm getting money 'till the end coming

Shit real wicked

And could probably survive the apocalypse if I wanted I'm built different

Yeah

No religion I don't bother keep it spiritual as Chapra

Bumping Dilla lighting champa yeah

Keep the negativity out the vicinity

Enemies tryna drain me of my energy

'Cause they scared of the person that I'm finna be

So much work you would think there's ten of me