[Intro]

South Side! Yeah, yeah

Stack Mack all my people that stayed down, one love

Those who didn't (Haha)

[Verse 1]

I reckon, I'm country like biscuits and gravy, balling just picture me baby

You and me hit you so crazy, you gonna be pushing them daises

We gonna be pushing Mercedes, Cadiallacs, Escalades

While you hustling on the block, we fishing in the Everglades

Reckon I run up in this liquor store, pick up a fifth of that Crown

We were puffing on that herb when y'all break it down and frown

Way before you had a CD the hottest thing in town

They used to call me JD out South slinging pound

Had to hit it then quit it, get in and get out

Lay low when you see some shit in the south

Hate on me get hit in your mouth-whah-pow

So mean I'll eat glass, wash it down with gas

Having money means nothing, I'll wipe my ass with cash

[Chorus]

I reckon, we fully prepared

Reckon, you oughta be scared

Reckon, we out of control

Thinking 'bout platinum and gold

Reckon, we came a long way, too far to turn back now

Reckon, you bitches gonna learn, you can't keep Haystak down

I reckon, we fully prepared

Reckon, you oughta be scared

Reckon, we out of control

Thinking 'bout platinum and gold

Reckon, we came a long way, too far to turn back now

Reckon, you bitches gonna learn

[Verse 2]

I reckon, I'm southern like fried chicken, I'll be here 'til I leave yo'

Colisseums and Cathedrals from L.A. to the east coast

My people country as collard greens

Money hungry dope fiends, go get that cheese by any means

Even if it means, we got to ride like Matt Dillion

Haystak Mac Million, that's Mr. Mac Million

I came up with Cashvillians, riding right, sack dealin'

We be in the back chillin' (In the back, in the back)

In the back of the club, in the back of the limo

Nothing changed but the day, the date on my presidential

I came hard on my first, I came hard on my second

I come hard on my third, do you reckon? I reckon

[Chorus]

I reckon, we fully prepared

Reckon, you oughta be scared

Reckon, we out of control

Thinking 'bout platinum and gold

Reckon, we came a long way, too far to turn back now

Reckon, you bitches gonna learn, you can't keep Haystak down

I reckon, we fully prepared

Reckon, you oughta be scared

Reckon, we out of control

Thinking 'bout platinum and gold

Reckon, we came a long way, too far to turn back now

Reckon, you bitches gonna learn

[Verse 3]

I reckon, we slide like sports cars

Doing one hundred thirty when they clock us on the radar *Car engines*

Cops pull us over looking for rocks

Only seen us for a second, heard ud coming for blocks

You reckon you ain't gonna find nothing but cold cash

Why don't you gone write some tickets with yo' old ass

I'm talking bad to security up in the club

You get out of line, my clique a fuck you up

They told me cowards won't dig it, they told me haters ain't liking it

I told them that ain't what's on my mind when I'm writing it

If my people had got popped and never did fold

Knowing they been took care of it, soon as they got parole

[Chorus]

I reckon, we fully prepared

Reckon, you oughta be scared

Reckon, we out of control

Thinking 'bout platinum and gold

Reckon, we came a long way, too far to turn back now

Reckon, you bitches gonna learn, you can't keep Haystak down

I reckon, we fully prepared

Reckon, you oughta be scared

Reckon, we out of control

Thinking 'bout platinum and gold

Reckon, we came a long way, too far to turn back now

Reckon, you bitches gonna learn