Swang Through the South

Sin is the way to perfection

Watch that boy swang through the south, through the south

Watch that boy swang through the south, through the south

Watch that boy swang through the south

Tattoos up on his neck, he got them diamonds in his mouth

They be jaw jacking, packing mayne that's really what they 'bout

We mix country with that gutter, how you haters like us now?

Watch that boy, watch that boy swang through the south

Watch that boy, watch that boy swang through the south

Watch that boy, watch that boy swang through the south

Tattoos up on his neck, he got them diamonds in his mouth

Call me Mr. Boulevard the way I swang like a swing

Body on lean game tight shoe strings

Eyes chinky kush is stinky

Interior is twinkie, the truck long like

A slinky I could drive it with my pinky

To them boys out here with the Tennessee tilt

Tell a hater pipe down he ain't built how ya built

A black Tahoe whippin' donuts in the field

That's the type of ride to make you get up in yo' feels

.308 with the scope on top

Red dot, target lock that'll get yo brain popped

Bass gon' knock and the beats gon' bop

Block spot, parking lot, steady jumping hopscotch (yeah)

Watch that boy swang through the south

Tattoos up on his neck, he got them diamonds in his mouth

They be jaw jacking, packing mayne that's really what they 'bout

We mix country with that gutter, how you haters like us now

Watch that boy, watch the boy swang through the south

Watch that boy, watch that boy swang through the south

Watch that boy, watch that boy swang through the south

Tattoos up on his neck he got them diamonds in his mouth

Since I was a youngin I've been known to be a fool

Craftsman with the ratchet always known to carry tools

Got that big body Chevy lifted high and drippin' paint

Swerving smoking purple you can find me switchin' lanes

I've been out here tryna get it for a minute and they know

Bass hitting, gear shifted diamonds glisten on these hoes

I put the city in it and mixed the country with it

They hate to see us winning, Big Murph the first lieutenant

On a mission with my bro and we shooting for the stars

Double cup this styrofoam put this loud in my cigar

That's word to Pimp C, UGK the OGs

Trae the Truth, Nappy Roots, Bubba Sparkxxx and Bun B (yeah)

Watch that boy swang through the south

Tattoos up on his neck, he got them diamonds in his mouth

They be jaw jacking, packing mayne that's really what they 'bout

We mix country with that gutter, how you haters like us now?

Watch that boy, watch that boy swang through the south

Watch that boy, watch that boy swang through the south

Watch that boy, watch that boy swang through the south

Tattoos up on his neck, he got them diamonds in his mouth