Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Aye, Big Texas
Aye, look out
[Verse 2]
They don't like how I came through drippin' like a hole in a cup
Everything Texas when I'm rollin' it up
Bitch throw it back, whatchu holdin' it for?
By the end of the night I be foldin' you up
Hoe on my line, she been blowin' me up
Put her on game, know I'm cold in the clutch
True, I'm one thing a **** I ain't gon' touch
On my way to the block, you was waitin' on the bus
[Verse 3]
Everybody armed, where the bows at
I'm welcome everywhere like a doormat
But back to the script, where the hoes at
And gon' put that ass where the floor at
When I'm gone in this bitch ain't no catchin' up
Ain't gon' lie this hoe green as a 7UP
I was addressin' this pressure, no lettin' up
Let me hit from the back in these Ethikas
I can tell she was tipsy and knowin' she with it
I gave her a minute to handle her business
So fuck with a swap, I'm on go in the city
Bro lookin' for her, he dont know that she missin'
Be mine for the night, we ain't catchin' no feelings
Ain't nothin' but haymakers whenever I hit it
And we on the way, she so anxious to get it
You fine but sit back before we get a ticket
[Verse 4]
Fuck a wave, I don't know how to surf
Get this hoe, she on me like a shirt
Unemployed but I put her to work
Put that forty up under your skirt
And you been in my face since the moment you came
That ain't no issue, go do your lil' thang
Fuck with a Crip and you wont be the same
I hit her once and she, aye
[Verse 5]
They don't like how I came through drippin' like a hole in a cup
Everything Texas when I'm rollin' it up
Bitch throw it back, whatchu holdin' it for
By the end of the night I be foldin' you up
Hoe on my line, she been blowin' me up
Put her on game, know I'm cold in the clutch
True, I'm one thing a **** I ain't gon' touch
On my way to the block, you was waitin' on the bus
[Verse 6]
They don't like how I came through drippin' like a hole in a cup
Everything Texas when I'm rollin' it up
Bitch throw it back, whatchu holdin' it for
By the end of the night I be foldin' you up
Hoe on my line, she been blowin' me up
Put her on game, know I'm cold in the clutch
True, I'm one thing a **** I ain't gon' touch
On my way to the block, you was waitin' on the bus
Written by: Ghostrage, Katron Dreyshun Marshall, MUNK, Marshmello