Lyrics:
the green lik kyrie
I'm top 2 nigga you top 3
Is u pussy or u cocky
You bout to Whitney Houston blow like Bobby
I'll put seven holes in a nigga like a audi
the lean, I'm just snoozin'
I still got Actavis, nigga that's exclusive
Kill you for a pint, that's a PT Cruiser
I see way too many hoes in my future
I'm gon'
Hello
Hey Joe
Yeah I'm doing just fine
Same old job and same old lies
Now she's left me
And no one's by my side
I'm still in Houston
Same old house
fortune said that I'll be pimping you and your pussy juice
Super sweet, sell a trick a treat, hope your lips in shape
Cause you worked your feet as you
blasting in my 84
Tell me how bitches you can pull in yours
(Haaah)
Shout out to duval, I’m out here living my best life
Views of Houston city lights
And over 50 in my ear, I'm the Rookie of the Year
I'm here, for the 'Takeover', not out to replace Hova
But there's a new hustla in town, yeah the break's
to be humble
When I do the breaststroke through an underground tunnel
And come up on the other side in a Jacuzzi
Being greeted by two naked models with
here and pop off real quick
Yo, I gotta get that guap by any means
You know what I'm sayin', son?
Growin' up in Brooklyn, shit
I thought that
Every time I dive in my pool.
It's hard to be humble
When I do the breast stroke through an underground tunnel.
And come up on the other side in
fortune said that I'll be pimping you and your pussy juice
Super sweet, sell a trick a treat, hope your lips in shape
Cause you worked your feet as you
the rails and drifting away
Take me down back to Houston
Lay me down like you used to
Sleeping on the floor by your side
Take me down back to Houston
Lay me
you mixing Up the topics
I be mixing juice slime green like Toxin
Yeah i'm in houston
Take off like a rocket
Riding thru the city
Got it in my pocket
me, I'm the black Lance Ricky
'Cause I'm somewhere out in Houston
I ain't talkin' 'bout Whitney
I jam swiftly, baddest bitches can't get me
Now these
Resume A1
I don't keep hard white, more like doctor green thumb
My kush cloudy as it come
Bring it in by the drum
Get rid of it by the blunt
Yeah I'm
Let me smoke a blunt right now and get in my zone
Akademiks said Freddie Gibbs got beat up by Jim Jones (word)
I'm not a big fan of his the streets
and flying high in the sky
Don't tell me it's do or die swear you others are skating by, I'm accelerating got better, I'm going eye for an eye
I'm a young
It's Boujee in here, it's Boujee in here
Shoutout to Twenty for this
Okay
B-O-U-J double E
Yeah, that's me
I'm the king I'm smoking green
Always
These niggas can't stand me I'm soaking bitches panties
Hoes out Houston, La, Miami
Imma paper chaser you can catch me where them bands be
Fucked
(They can't do it like Houston girl you might get used to this)
Ay
We got 10-11 slabs in a single file line
And our pockets full of money
All
take my heat
Fireball flow can't bat in my league
I'm the best rapper that's been slept on
Stick around like gum that's been stepped on
Stepped on, I
just gotta stop lyin
I'm out here tryna tell y'all what i'm about, i put the good grooves in i take you out
And by take you out i mean, kill you
Who's
Tryna pull a new trick, but it's old news
I'm more aware of you now
Time ticks by, don't be scared to count down
Doing all this shit with nobody around
Houston Texas
The neighbors think Im sellin dope I tell em so what
I came in on my worse behavior still Im yellin so what
The drugs aint helping, so what
credit's a gain
While you searchin' for some trick to put the shit in her name
I be spendin' on Wall Street and buyin' boardwalk
Dodging problems
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