Fly Rich Double - Mississippi lyrics

I'm from Mississippi
Yeah, we pushing p on em
But our p Stand for pimpin
Grew up in a farm house
Raised plucking chickens
They can't understand us
Cuz we talk a lil different
Up there they say pants
Down here we say britches
Up there they say soda down here we say pop
Car break down we fix our own shit
Don't need no shop
Running to the money lose my leg I'll hop
Country ass young nigga tryna get it
This shit don't stop

Bitch just follow my lead bottom of the pack
Just squeeze promise this shit ain't easy
Double just make shit look like a breeze
When you see a snake take heed
Don't get bit playin stupid
Mississippi niggas don't steal
But We'll go and steal some coochie
Finna pull up on Rucci
But naw this whip ain't Renni
All of my whips be tented
Baby girl look at my lap
Nah come put yo head in it
She just went stupid went sped in it
I got a Glock with some lead in it
I got a Sprite with some red in it
And I got a trap with no bed it in

I'm from Mississippi
Yeah, we pushing p on em
But our p Stand for pimpin
Grew up in a farm house
Raised plucking chickens
They can't understand us
Cuz we talk a lil different
Up there they say pants
Down here we say britches
Up there they say soda down here we say pop
Car break down we fix our own shit
Don't need no shop
If I'm running to the money and
Lose a leg I'll hop
Country ass nigga tryna get it
This shit don't stop

Bottom of the barrel no crab
Sick of this shit like Shab
Ion even know what to do with ts
My plug just threw me a slab
Bend that ass over i stab
Know a young nigga had to cut it
My cup Mississippi muddy
Hit the airport no luggage

I'm go shop when I land
Free Hotboy out the can I'm from Mississippi
Weon need no gun we'll throw these hands
My daddy raised a man
He told me always have a plan
Corn bread collard greens
We eat off the land

I'm from Mississippi
Yeah, we pushing p on em
But our p Stand for pimpin
Grew up in a farm house
Raised plucking chickens
They can't understand us
Cuz we talk a lil different
Up there they say pants
Down here we say britches
Up there they say soda down here we say pop
Car break down we fix our own shit
Don't need no shop
If I'm running to the money and
Lose a leg I'll hop
Country ass nigga tryna get it
This shit don't stop

I'm from Mississippi