[Intro:]
(9-0-3)
Yeah, yeah
Pick up your beer right there, crack that bitch open
(Black Jewel)
Finish rolling up your little weed right there, roll that up
(DNA)
Cause when you hear this shit, you gonna be buzzing
Southside, you know what I'm saying?
We make that music you can feel good to
That music you can ride to
Man, that's what separates the South from everyone else, you know what I'm saying?
Cause this is emotion, bitch
[Verse 1:]
I got the pedal to the metal with my window down
Man, I been so South jamming sin slow sounds
While this Kimbo pounds, imma lay back and lounge
Playback astounds with the same track, I'm bound-
To get a ticket cause the next button, I didn't click it
Why would I click it? This gangster shit is so fucking sick, it's-
At the top of my quick pick list
It's the type of shit that get this bitch to put on her lipstick
And such this dick with the quickness
She licks it like it's liquorice, I'm fucked up off the liquo-rah
So gangster, imma get this fucking bitch to slit her nipple
While the blood trickles down to the belly button ring
She'll be bouncing on this dick like a fucking trampoline
"Tramp - get on this pole and lean" ride it like a feign
She takes it like she never wanna wake up from this dream
Pull my dick out my jeans, I'm sipping on some lean
Puffing nicotine, while she sucking on my thing
[Hook:] (x2)
Bitch, I'm a G, that's how it be
It's easy to see that you can't fuck with the D
Tyler to the TX, Rose City, bitch
Southside, outside's where you can see us
[Verse 2:]
It's like pearl white in the night, shining so bright
Street lights beaming of the paint and the pipe
Candy and the chrome, this man be in the zone
Damn me to hell if I don't make it home
Imma live life, what about my kids life?
Baby mama party with em out past 12 midnight
Somebody get her a midwife and have her stay with her
I heard she pipping XO's and I ain't play with her
I told her that she shoulda never fucked with the D-A-vid-ah
One day, imma get her, for making my kids sicker
But I ain't gonna hit her, just take a few pictures
To prove that she doped out with no babysitter
I hate that I was with her, but hate makes me bitter
But hate's all I have for that bitch, bitch, getcha-
Act together, that's a little advice I had to getcha
See, this ex don't have to get ya
Cause that ex you do gon' getcha
[Hook:] (x2)
Bitch, I'm a G, that's how it be
It's easy to see that you can't fuck with the D
Tyler to the TX, Rose City, bitch
Southside, outside's where you can see us
[Verse 3:]
The beast within is elite and grim
If you sleep with him, you'll need him again
You gon' meet him again, greet with a grin
In hopes to being with him in a decent amend
Then if you leave him again, you'll see him again
Like a Turner Classic Movie, that's some TCM
Now here's a T-I-P for your M-I-N-D
When I believe you are real, you can be-
My baby, but baby, don't get it twisted
You gon' get assisted by this grown up dick and get addicted
Your tongue gonna slither out your lips just to lick it
I put it in like it's vacant, then take it out like it's evicted
It's in and out, in and out, in and out, it's all up in your mouth
Yeah, this is dirty, cause bitch - I'm from the dirty South
What? You ain't heard about me?
The name's DNA, I'm classified as a G
That's me
[Hook:] (x2)
Bitch, I'm a G, that's how it be
It's easy to see that you can't fuck with the D
Tyler to the TX, Rose City, bitch
Southside, outside's where you can see us
How It Be was written by DNA Tru Lyricist.
DNA Tru Lyricist released How It Be on Wed Feb 18 2015.