Текст песни Southern Comfort (feat. 6LACK) - A2 feat. 6LACK

Yeah

And you ain't got to tell me man, I know they hate us
Tipping money like I know the waiter
Mummy text me, I got no behavior
I had to skip the country, I got no more data
It's all in time, I swear it's soul forgiving
She think it's mine, but it's chauffeur driven
It's cold inside, 'cause I'm known for chilling
When you get inside, it's like a sofa's in it

When they hit my phone, they get the deadest tone
Sleeping on me, hope it's memory foam
I dashed the weed, I nearly missed the boarding
I hate this feeling, I ain't never home
It's hocus-pocus when I get recordin'
Watch me run this like I'm Kelly Holmes
I need a medal for it, so it's set in stone

I'm smelling louder than a megaphone, but I got focus with it
If he's a shooter without covers with him, I'm a known magician
New gen but I'm old edition
Couple new friends got some cobras with them, so I hold a distance
All in one when I go golfer with it
I'm the only one, you know I'm so specific
I pass the wave on like an old tradition
Me and Wonda cooking 'til they close the kitchen

Got a lung full of haze, I got sons throwing shade
But I'm in France with a French chick, in Pigalle doing French shit
She said my mind's like a maze, I hate it when they're desperate
The come up's looking like Leicester's, always try it never test it
You living life like them restless
You live nice, we don't mention, I'm highly amazed

Wait
'Cause I'm the same shepherd, different sheep
The same method, different week
The same message, different beat
They think I'm sleep, but I been awake
I been eating, check my plate, I been eating, check my weight
You know I'm feeling great, it's me and Sam talking real estate
It's always been this way, it's red wine with this fish fillet

All these songs that I give away, it's gotta happen
More contracts for the spasm
I move like Tetris with the patterns, they won't get it if I "at" 'em
The spliff pulls smoother than satin
These are six bills shoes that I'm sat in
Front row seats doing fashion
Got no heart, I need passion
When I make a move it ain't random, I planned it
I'm out of this planet, I'm on Saturn, word

Kill 'em all
I could tell by they faces that they didn't expect me to
Kill 'em all, kill 'em all, kill 'em all, kill 'em all
Kill 'em all
I could tell by they faces that they didn't expect me to
Kill 'em all, kill 'em all, kill 'em all (fucking kill 'em all)

People from the past on my phone line
Don't they know I'm having no time?
And you ain't got to tell me man, I know they hate us
People from the past on my phone line
Don't they know I'm having no time?
And you ain't got to tell me man, I know they hate us (yeah)

I put this shit in perspective
I pride myself on not being that young and reckless
This year was my first time down in Texas
I'm in South by and everybody got they fucking mouth wide
East-Side nigga but the way he hit them 808's you think he South-Side

Don't let your nouns and your verbs be the reason you fuck around and stumble
'Cause there's no where you can run to, I push keys like gun do
Couldn't see that I'm reading through 'em like a psychic nigga
Clearly you are not the brightest nigga
Everything I touch is Midas, I am being biased, I need fucking silence

When I'm in your city, bitch, I make a moment
I'm in Poland with a bitch who rolling
And that ass poking like she using waist trainers
Tummy t-shirt, not a weight gainer
She will tell you I'm a face painter
See I got so much shit to say but ain't got the time
And you got so much shit to say but ain't got the spine

I could tell by they faces that they didn't expect me to
Kill 'em all, kill 'em all, kill 'em all, kill 'em all
Kill 'em all
I could tell by they faces that they didn't expect me to
Kill 'em all, kill 'em all, kill 'em all (fucking kill 'em all)