This is a song about "Party down south"

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

Tell mummy i'm sorry, this life is a party

We ain't hear to hurt nobody

Let's get, get, get this to the party!

If you just came here to party,

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

Dough ain't nothing to joke about, she open up when that dough come out

Theres no way out, except goin down south, back to where you came about

Baby moms on greyhound for 8 hours

Fucking all dem hoes,rapping south

School just finished it's time to party

They say nothings ever free

Killer stay uptown, louden va tree

So i went out to party

My garage full of cars that bounce

And i'm from the dirty south,