Winda Tint

Pullin' up six figures with no
Tag on the trunk
I'm livin' like I'm 'posed to
I don't even sell drugs
But I be on the beaches with
A group of Georgia peaches
And my pupils lookin' bigger than my
Sold-out arenas,  ay
Lights, camera, action
Stuntin' in contraptions my Hellcat lifted
The Duke of Hazard is clappin'
Heavyweight fame like I'm dead Phil Jackson
Producers hidin' beats so my
Ass don't jack 'em

Southside stunner, my own top gunner
Always in the shades like
I never get sunburned
Yeah I'm with the shit
Yeah I'm livin' what I spit
Yеah I got that pop on the
Side of all the winda tint
Southsidе stunner, my own top gunner
Always in the shades like
I never get sunburned
Yeah I'm with the shit
Yeah I'm livin' what I spit
Yeah I got that pop on the
Side of all the winda tint

Let me get a Creek Squad
Put your skins in the yard
Driveway too small for this big boy car
Heard that I was fallin' off
I couldn't if I tried
Numbers doin' millions
Whole career stayin' high
Hell my manager's new car even got red eyes
And that SUVvie drive it'self when
He breakin' down the pines
Hit the seats on recline, cruise control
Cloud nine catch me gettin' shuteye when we
Cross the finish line

Backwoods, half hood, stack paper, stack wood
Cash, drugs, all full
My rap mechanics all fuel
River waters diamonds neck got the mud juice
Yellin', "Fuck mainstream" in my guitar pull
Bubba got the game scared, rap's hillbilly
Hillbilly
Ratchet bitch, clean but still filthy
Folks still my authentic out
Here in arm's distance
Still whippin' up in your city to
Show the world y'all bitches

Southside stunner, my own top gunner
Always in the shades like
I never get sunburned
Yeah I'm with the shit
Yeah I'm livin' what I spit
Yeah I got that pop on the
Side of all the winda tint
Southside stunner, my own top gunner
Always in the shades like
I never get sunburned
Yeah I'm with the shit
Yeah I'm livin' what I spit
Yeah I got that pop on the
Side of all the winda tint