[Intro | Southern Rap | 148 BPM] Yeah... Three-one-eight. Shreveport, Louisiana. Club Lexus... Something Classic... Jewella nights. [Verse 1] Fresh cut, hard crease, smell-good on my shirt Made sure the ride was clean before we hit the Port Called up my partners, “What we getting into?” Same old answer, “Whatever the night do” Jewella Avenue with the windows cracked Music beating hard, you could hear us two blocks back Switching lanes, making one more round We wasn’t going nowhere Just riding through town Club Lexus packed, line around the side Something Classic next if Lexus wasn’t live Women came thick, pretty, hair freshly done Nails matching every color that the dress had on Cocoa butter mixed with something expensive They knew they looked good, you could feel the tension We came through clean, but nobody came innocent Everybody watching everybody who was entering [Chorus] This that Shreveport, Shreveport Jewella nights, riding slow Car full of my partners Everybody dressed to go From Lexus to Something Classic Whole city outside Women thick, pretty and polished Keep your head on a swivel when you ride This that Shreveport, Shreveport Three-one-eight, you know We made a whole life Out them streets back home [Verse 2] After the club, Whataburger parking lot packed Nobody ready to leave, so we posted in the back Standing by the cars, replaying what we saw Who got the number, who got curved Who almost started a brawl Three-piece Southern Classic, pepper on the fries Chicken so hot it made the whole car quiet Southern Maid early morning, glaze still warm Fresh donuts in the box when the daylight came on Cajun Daiquiri, something cold in the cup Everybody talking loud, everybody cutting up We didn’t need a destination, gas was all we needed If the night was still breathing We weren’t ready to leave it Back when being outside meant you had to be there Not watching through a screen You could feel it in the air [Chorus] This that Shreveport, Shreveport Jewella nights, riding slow Car full of my partners Everybody dressed to go From Lexus to Something Classic Whole city outside Women thick, pretty and polished Keep your head on a swivel when you ride This that Shreveport, Shreveport Three-one-eight, you know We made a whole life Out them streets back home [Verse 3 | Darker] But the Port wasn’t sweet just because the women were A block full of love could turn deadly off a word Had to know whose street, whose people, whose side And recognize when something didn’t feel right Couldn’t stare too long, couldn’t reach too fast Couldn’t let a strange car keep circling past We toted them pistols like they came with getting dressed Kept one close enough to touch Because the city kept you pressed Wasn’t always being tough, sometimes fear looked the same Everybody knew somebody who got caught up in the game One night laughing, making plans about tomorrow Next morning somebody’s mama Trying to breathe through all that sorrow Beauty grew beside the danger Love lived next to pain Shreveport taught us how to move And still be proud of where we came [Final Chorus] This that Shreveport, Shreveport Jewella nights, riding slow Car full of my partners Everybody dressed to go From Lexus to Something Classic Whole city outside Women thick, pretty and polished Keep your head on a swivel when you ride This that Shreveport, Shreveport Three-one-eight, you know We made a whole life Out them streets back home [Outro] Club Lexus... Something Classic... Jewella Avenue with the whole car laughing Whataburger after midnight Southern Classic in the sack Southern Maid when morning came Still watching who was at our back It wasn’t perfect... But it was ours.
