Lyrics:
Gotta do what I gotta do, yeah)
All my exes live in Texas like I'm George Strait
Or they go to Georgia State where-
Tuition is handled by some
Together Oh yeah. It's time to pass out the stripes
Hah Bra
I told you there wasn't no limit
I told ya like I told him
Like I mean what
But nigga fuck what you goin through this 2-0
And by tha time I'm 17 if I ain't in tha pin
I'm on a mission wit tha homeboys mashin again
Ridin,
jabin'
Ask Gary Vee it’s about the jabs and the right hooks
So I’m in the lab this a hit with the right hook
Every verse got the sauce I’m a line cook
Chef
with plain clothes, yea fly like a kite no cops in
Sight, racin' through the city runnin'every red light, drivin'
Like I hate my life, got a cairn in my
friends'll call me reckless
But I'll keep you, open carry, like I live in Texas
That means you'll stay by my side
Subtract them niggas, cause the math will
niggas
I don't do all the fighting, we gunning niggas
You get smack wit the nine it leave lumps on Niggas
Like Tjay, bitch you know we Rey pop out
Tell by
a cool type walk, just like me the too
S-h-o-r-t I might be young but I spit this game I started with p and it ends
The same if ya brains is lame
Misery loves company at least that's what i fucking told
People keep on judging me hoping I give up and fold
But this ain't Texas Holdem; I'm no
the plot
My brain gon’ rot, killing all of my thoughts
Baby, (Baby what?)
I gon’ sting you like an electric eel
I get it back as soon as I heal, I got
I'll shove my gun down your mouth
Like what was all that woopty woop about?
Greed is good
I get all this dope shit, you wish you could
I'm in
right what the party like
Are you as live as I? come roll with me so we can ride the sky
But only if you let me play with you while we ridin' high
cause
Looking over pretending not to stare
And if you keep doing it I'm gonna call you out
And the servers gonna be like what's that all about
And I'm gonna say
SLAB, Slow Loud And Bangin know I'm saying
Texas style nigga feel that mayn
It's going down down here mayn
Pulling out everything mayn, chrome nigga
I'm grown as hell
And I'm still riding on big wheels
Endorsement deals, I need 6 mils
My style of play causes mixed feels
Like P. Miller, I'm bout it
Anyway it doesn't matter much how you feel
You know what you got to do I'm here to do it
How about you?
Our age five years old
We were
Got out the airport the Mobb pick me up in the truck
Jury junkie like fuck I ain't scared to get stuck
So what's the deal poppy?
You heard
tape, they want the sequel
Check the work rate isn't equal
Scary foes on a scary beat, it's getting evil
And if I need to talk about P's, I phone
into the club, fresh like I'm Dougie
I don't never pay a fee, Saucy V.I.P.
And my shoulders, my chest, my shoes, they on
My team intact, about a hundred
ya ass, show me what you workin' with
I like 'em on fire like cayenne,
Chocolate and bowlegged, and I'm runnin' up behind her
Go 'head, get down, pop
'm in that 5.0, finna cut up
75, I'm in Dallas, Texas and we smoke that fye
Bang that five
Finna cut em, bruddas finna fucking slide
I don't know what
click up, throw yo click up
Stop actin like a bitch and throw yo click up
Well what chu' lookin' at nigga, what chu' lookin' at nigga
What chu' lookin'
hope
Niggas weird like unwanted gropes
You with a harem
Ha what a joke
I got a Igloo in Texas
For dudes believin' lies you tell
It's a cold world in
food
Man are acting like he's got 9 lives
He can find out what the 4 5th do
Back of the club with the mandem about
Move out of the way when I'm boring
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