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The album title single, Southern Hostility, off of our upcoming album dropping April 5th. OUT NOW - Follow Filth Spotify - Spotify, Itunes, and more - Tiktok - @filthnc Merch - Instagram - Facebook - Twitter - Credits Written by - Filth Produced/engineered/mixed/mastered by - Chop Harder Studios (Greg Hinck) Video by - Toddi Babu Artwork by - Devoured Designs (Andrew G Calleri) Lyrics I am not a game you can play. You're either with me, or in my fucking way. 12 Gauge blood sprayed blow yo ass away. You ain't running a thing but your mouth. I hear you talking, what the fucks that about? Kings of the south in our house. When grown folks talking bitch close yo mouth. It's that nig*a from NC keep it G. Enemies better flee from the scene when they see coming. Motherfuckers wanna test me. No stress B. I'll never let fake fuck like you ever vex me. It's that nig*a Dirty D! I'll never let a fake fuck like you vex me. I'm beaming him up like his name was Scotty. Wipe that boy nose, we leaving him snotty. Hoe ass nigga get hit with the shotty. He wrote a statement, can't trust nobody. The opps catching L's, bitch get bodied. Ain't damn thing that could ever do to stop me. Flexing on you fucks is my hobby. You better watch your mouth, PUNK! Talk is cheap, and they're still buying it. My pride is not for sale. Put the realist shit back on the shelf. Keep that bullshit to your fucking self. Come hard or not at all. I'm painting your brains on the fucking wall. I'm not a game you can play. Never speak my name. You're either with me, or in my fucking way.
