Lyrics Southern Hostility - Filth

I am not a game you can play
You're either with me or in my fucking way
12 gauge blood sprayed blow yo ass away
You ain't running a thing, but your mouth
I hear you talking, what the fuck's that about?
Kings of the south in our house
When grown folks talking bitch close yo mouth

It's that nigga from NC keep it G
Enemies better flee from the scene when they see me coming
Motherfuckers wanna test me, no stress, b
I'll never let a fake fuck like you ever vex me
It's that nigga Dirty D
I'll never let a fake fuck like you vex me

I'm beaming him up like his name was Scotty
Wipe that boy's nose, we leaving him snotty
Hoe ass nigga get hit with the shotty
He wrote a statement, can't trust nobody
The opps catching L's, bitch get bodied
Ain't a damn thing that could ever do to stop me
Flexing on you fucks is my hobby

I am not a game you can play
And we ain't going nowhere
12 gauge blood sprayed blow yo ass away
You ain't running a thing, but your mouth
I hear you talking, what the fuck's that about?
Kings of the south in our house
When grown folks talking bitch close yo mouth

You better watch your mouth, punk

Talk is cheap and they're still buying it
My pride is not for sale
Put the realist shit back on the shelf
Keep that bullshit to your fucking self

Come hard or not at all
I'm painting your brains on the fucking wall
Come hard or not at all
I'm painting your brains on the fucking wall

I'm not a game you can play, never speak my name
You're either with me or in my fucking way