Southside Superstars Video (MV)

I really gut you like i'm ghostface reigning from that goat race
Been into many places that you never had been how's it feel to be broke mane
Round my neck hanging a gold chain storm through the city a hurricane
Swirling in circles you swimming with turtles i'm cutting you up you down the drain
Ima superstar from the 830 yeah i'm the crow smoking on a cigar
Burn away this hate so i wont break so i wont fall apart
Running up the charts i'm too high you can call me escobar
Taking over your kingdom maybe ill become the new king of scars
Running it up in the fifty-five if i a catch a motherf*cker its through his eye
If you coming at me its suicide
Taking your bitch no matter what size
I still ride in a mozzy i got me my possie might cop a ferrari search me on safari
Sipping on bacardi if i kill i'm not sorry or should i keep going "nah"
Like a killer feel the shiver i'm the one you run from
Stumble across the woods in the night yeah you are a dumb bum
Got the knife by my side ten inch you already know son
Feeling lucky think again bitch boy you are long gone '"gone"
Southside superstar is what i am cutthroat killer
Cruising through the night in my sedan pull the trigger
In your sleep i might just creep on your bitches window
Drop her off in the next day
Now she widowed
With the gang i'm always paid never miss a penny
All my bothers by my side maybe only twenty
Twenty motherf*ckers yeah just know where f*cking deadly
Just one call is all it takes my bro crow is ready