This is a song about "Southern chicks"

Make them more insecure when they caught one

Southern comfort food, mashed potatoes, fried chicken,

Take a walk of fate, stroll down southern streets (x2)

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

Not knowin' southern whites are lower class, my fuckin' life,

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

When you spill out hits

Murdering man who fucks chicks

And i don't do colorful jeans or shiny kicks

So many chicks, i be like a dog with ticks

Wino might find yo' sight

The baddest chicks they on my side

Going to the southern land

Spend the night with me, we'll talk and

God mc oh my god you gotta see

Just thirsty chicks tryna see the d