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[Verse 1: Dusty]
It’s SBS, South Beater Squad
Feel the breeze between my knees
Sipping water
My ice cold tea
Beat my meat while listening to the Beejees
Nigga by my side, named Zazier
Verses so loud, all the bitches can hear
Most of us nigga, crawl all the time
But most of us niggas a’int finna die
Bees in the trap?
Nah, bears in a cage
Black niggas know, they’ll never be saved
Jumped in Detroit for a bag of Cheetos
But all he had was a bag of Doritos
Only black nigga in a group of ten
We run this shit, best not pretend
Admins in the hood, yeah you wish you could
Try joining our crew, I wish a nigga would
We sit at the top, you lie in the grave
Growing my beard, ain’t finna shave
You see a broke nigga with a face all bushy?
But my girl see a nigga that’ll tickle her pussy
[Verse 2: Dusty]
Bump this shit on your way to work
Bump this shit until your ears start to hurt
Bump this shit until we max out the sales
Bump this shit or I’ll fly off the rails
We got beef, we got spaghetti
You fart in the mic, you think you’re war ready?
Dusty Dix, I knock on wood
Pick up sticks, you wish you could
You pick up sticks?
I’m a monogamous nigga
Just trying to be loyal instead of pulling the trigger
You got aid, herpes, and grades that’ll make your momma cry
Say, „what a shame”
Those grills I buy have a particular taste
3.1369, I think I’m gonna cry..
[Outro]
It’s SBS, South Beater Squad
Feel the breeze between my knees
Sipping water
My ice cold tea
Beat my meat while listening to the Beejees
Nigga by my side, named Zazier
Verses so loud, all the bitches can hear
Most of us nigga, crawl all the time
But most of us niggas a’int finna die
Bees in the trap?
Nah, bears in a cage
Black niggas know, they’ll never be saved
Jumped in Detroit for a bag of Cheetos
But all he had was a bag of Doritos
Only black nigga in a group of ten
We run this shit, best not pretend
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