Where I'm From (feat. BlocBoy JB and Polo G)

We spin a wig, pull up with thirties and SIG's (Word)

Duct tape, kidnap a young **** kids (Huh?)

Smokin' OG while you smokin' on mid (Gas)

Fuck 12, we don't talk to the pigs (Fuck 'em)

Told that bitch I want head like a wig (She slurpin')

Where I'm from we catch bodies and jig (Raw)

Aim for the top like a lid (Huh?)

Got my whole tap jumpin' like Tig' (That's on my mama)

Tooley ain't made it college but that boy got bodies

They charge him with third degree

We got a problem in Houston

I'm strapped with a rocket, that boy will not murder me

I'm fuckin' the doctor that serve the narcotics

See, I'm on the lean and the Percocet

Money, I eat it and shit it and breathe it and sneeze it

Matter of fact, just burped a check

In the yo with BlocBoy and I'm with the NBA gang

Spinnin' on they block, boy

With two k's, no NBA game, ay

I do not fuck with no Nike or Jordan

I go do my shows in a polo tee

I told 'em Fendi, Louis and the Gucci

But you know I fuck with lil' Polo G

Down on my dick, I remember them days

When the folks didn't even much notice me

I flew to South Memphis to walk through the mall

Now them folks like, "Can I take a photo, please?"

I was just thinking like back then was now

Ain't no cap in my rap like the boy Backend Child

Like the spine in my back, no, I'm not backin' down

When Quando gon' drop? Heard they keep askin' 'round

Hey, I was just stuck in the slums with a drum

And a Glock 21, I ain't talkin' Savage

Pull up on my ex and I make her eat D

I know that she hate that I'm far from average

We spin a wig, pull up with thirties and SIG's (Word)

Duct tape, kidnap a young **** kids (Huh?)

Smokin' OG while you smokin' on mid (Gas)

Fuck 12, we don't talk to the pigs (Fuck 'em)

Told that bitch I want head like a wig (She slurpin')

Where I'm from we catch bodies and jig (Raw)

Aim for the top like a lid (Huh?)

Got my whole tap jumpin' like Tig' (That's on my mama)

And I might put a bag on your head

Call them killers up when we plot to a diss, though

Lost some of my brothers so we want war forever

We ain't lettin' that shit go

Yeah, Lil High and 'em got me

Told me stay outta the streets, just keep makin' them hits, bro

My shorties get violent

He gon' start torchin' shit when he hang out the window

And he ain't shit but 16

But he don't give a fuck he just lettin' that bitch blow

Thirty shots from his Glock make a bitch **** duck

From this stick like he doin' the limbo

Pop out with the drip, go cop me some Prada shoes

And my sweater say Kenzo

Before I had Crystal I was rotatin' hoes, stuffin' cock in a nympho

Fuck her quick then I'm gone

I'm an important man, I can't give her the dick slow

VVS in this Rolie, lil' ho is fanned out

'Cause she like how my wrist glow

Lil' bitch said I'm the hottest

And I just laughed at her 'cause it ain't like I didn't know

And this shit wasn't easy, ****

I had to fight in them streets like I'm Kimbo

We spin a wig, pull up with thirties and SIG's (Word)

Duct tape, kidnap a young **** kids (Huh?)

Smokin' OG while you smokin' on mid (Gas)

Fuck 12, we don't talk to the pigs (Fuck 'em)

Told that bitch I want head like a wig (She slurpin')

Where I'm from we catch bodies and jig (Raw)

Aim for the top like a lid (Huh?)

Got my whole tap jumpin' like Tig' (That's on my mama)

I'm pullin' tracks like an engineer ('Neer)

Bitch, I'm in the hood, I know engine here (Word)

You face defeat like a pedicure ('Cure)

I'm gettin' green like it's lettuce here

She hug me and and want me to marry her

What do I look like, bitch?

I'm not a teddy bear (Teddy bear)

These ****, they say that they killers

But when it's wartime, they shootin' up in the air, ay

(That's on my mama)

Damn, can someone bring me the Backwood? (Gas)

The way your bitch twerkin' and bendin' it over

I just wanna see if that ass good (That ass)

I'm up in his building, that's Savannah

I'm Grape but I roll with the neighborhood (Crip)

I'm smokin' loud pack, what is that?

This that shit that wake up the whole neighborhood

(Crip, crip, crip, crip, crip)

And if you thinkin' 'bout robbin' me, bitch

You know that shit is a no-no (Huh?)

All this ice on my, bitch, I'm a snow globe (Whoa)

Throwin' all of these bullets like Romo (Whoa, whoa)

Kickin' doors, ****, that is my motto

I don't give a fuck, man, I do this hit solo (Solo)

On the C, man, these **** are so broke (So broke)

I'm a G but I'm rockin' with Polo (Yeah)

We spin a wig, pull up with thirties and SIG's (Word)

Duct tape, kidnap a young **** kids (Huh?)

Smokin' OG while you smokin' on mid (Gas)

Fuck 12, we don't talk to the pigs (Fuck 'em)

Told that bitch I want head like a wig (She slurpin')

Where I'm from we catch bodies and jig (Raw)

Aim for the top like a lid (Huh?)

Got my whole tap jumpin' like Tig' (That's on my mama)