Dreads N Gold Waka Flocka Flame

[Intro]
It's Flock, bitch
Catch me on your block, bitch
Flocka
Flame

[Chorus]
Dreads and golds, I'm from down south
Dreads and golds, I'm from down south
Dreads and golds, I'm from down south
Down south, down south
Shawty from down south with them golds in his mouth
Shawty, shawty from down south with them golds in his mouth
Dreads and golds, I'm from down south
Dreads and golds, I'm from down south
Dreads and golds, I'm from down south
Down south, down south
Shawty from down south with them golds in his mouth
Shawty, shawty from down south with them golds in his mouth

[Verse 1]
Them big ass 28's same color as a Pepsi can
If he try Waka Flocka, bet his pussy ass die
Put them goons on your mama, put them goons on your grandmama
Goons on your girl and brother (nigga, this shit deep)
Put your ass six feet deep, get your mind off that fuck shit
Hoes, fours and clothes is all a young nigga want
I'ma lose my fucking lungs if I keep on smoking blunts
Yes I do gangbang, su woo to the B gang
Free my nigga, Gucci Mane, I can't really see, mane
Rolling up them B's, mane, look at Flocka fucking chain
I don't really drank that lame, Riverdale boys, we do our thing
With that Mary-fucking-Jane and that coke skirt cane
Go, go, go, mane, 12 at my front and my back door
Go get my Mac, folk, I ain't going out like that
It's about a hundred, yeah, in that laundromat room
Trying to run up in my house, we gon' have to shoot it out