Zillionaire Doe - Back To The South (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Zillionaire Doe - Back To The South (en) Lyrics
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This a million-dollar phone,
know we really get it in
We just met up last week, tryna
throw us where we spin
In Miami on the beach, she
tryna do me on the sand
In the club, got them racks on me,
nigga throwin' it underhand
Put Doe on the flyer, all the
trap niggas poppin' out
Tryna place an order, nigga, we
at the other, other house
Pullin' up double-R, stars
in the ceilin'
I can't wait for summertime, gettin'
to it, really been chillin'
Walk around, hear the chain
danglin' everywhere
LV trainers, damn near got every pair
I don't need no help puttin'
it on, I know what to wear
I just stashed another hundred, ain't
'bout money, nigga, I don't care
I just signed the deal, still
posted in the trap house
Hundred 'bows in, nigga,
hundred 'bows out
Nobu on the beach, back
in South Dallas
Everywhere I go 'round the
world gotta rep Dallas
I ain't ever seen a thousand 'bows,
I make them disappear
Niggas mad, hatin', signed the
deal, left them in the rear
Niggas mad, broke, call Doe,
nigga, I got the cure
Lookin' for them 'bows, drivin' through
the mountains, almost hit a deer
Stuntin' like a nigga plugged
in with the Chinese
Cash on deck, money stacked
up to God's knee
No cap, 100K to the good before my ID
I ain't lookin' for no club, way
I pop it, they gon' find me
Ol' dude, nigga, I'm a Wilson
on the boulevard
Mr. Fourteen Months, nigga
act like this shit hard
I don't wanna hit you niggas blunts,
know you smokin' backyard
Me and Mack in the Urus, hundred
thousand in the Goyard
Hundred for the stacks, for the
whip, bought it 'fore I popped
Tired of niggas inquirin' 'bout
the price but don't never shop
Do what came with it, do your time,
nigga, don't turn into a cop
Broke nigga favorite thing
to say, "Fuck the opps"
Way before this rap shit,
real trap nigga (Frrt)
Did my background check on you,
say you cap, nigga (Cap)
Workin' three different lines,
really know them routes,
nigga (Yeah, yeah)
I just left North Park, I'm headed
back to the South, nigga (Yeah)
This a billion dollar phone, thirty
million dollar home (Frrt)
Quarter million dollar whip,
two carats and a stone
Breakin' news, he back single, hoes
won't leave a nigga alone (Ha)
I been buyin' Birkins like they Gucci's,
am I wrong? (Am I wrong?)
Put a 'bow on that bitch and let
her pop (Let her pop out)
Cop a plea on your dog that's
a copout (You a rat)
Nigga, if you don't get the picture,
you get cropped out (Cropped out)
Tuesday and Thursday to Narcs
out, it's hot out (Whack)
They thought I retired (I retired),
oh, I lied (Shh)
Oh, they thought I went down on
a shh, I survived (I survived)
That boy took the stand and
made a statement, he one of
mine? (Not one of mine)
Forever love shawty, yeah, she
one of a kind (She the one)
New spider, SF90 that's a million
(That's a million)
Givin' millions worth of game,
gettin' my Gillie on
Eatin' pasta at carbone with a semi on
Handlin' nine figure business
on a flip phone (Hello?)
Trappers, I'm a Hall of Famer (I am)
I got Secret Service Security, I still
got the banger (Shh, pew, pew)
Had to bulletproof the spectre,
I still live in danger (I am)
I just flipped out on my therapist,
can't control my anger
Amigo (Amigo), I need to
speak to Trump (Trump)
I need to let him know that ICE been
slowin' up the plug (For real)
I need a favor 'cause I still
been tryna run it up
Need you to open up them borders,
let my people flood (Word)
Way before this rap shit,
real trap nigga
Did my background check on
you, say you cap, nigga
Workin' six different lines, really
ran them routes, nigga
I just left North Park, I'm headed
back to the South, nigga
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