Rather sell em whole cuz it's less work for me!!! Ha big paper in TEXAS. They ain't cheap you already know.. Harlingen T.X the Valley R. Trevino representing.
Lil mama hit my phone, told her hit me right back I was out on the block, dead-dead pres. stack Different side of the city, then I head right back Lil mama no hands, throw the head right back Counting up them bandz in an all white 'lac. Threw all of my money, got it all right back And you know it came with a lil something on top Then I use that lil sum' for my next drop-drop [?] out of everything I got That was 2 years ago, now I'm working with a lot Got a few nice whips and a nice lil spot A couple hunnit glitz, I don't ever even rock You ain't fucking with me Lil homie, I'm a G And I been slangin' licks since 1993 I'm a hustla' mothafucka, man you can ask my momma I ain't looking for no drama But them killas is some monstas Bustin' like [?] (Mayne please) (Lord, please) (Please mayne) You ain't fucking with me You ain't fucking with me You ain't fucking with me You ain't fucking with me, mayne If I break 'em all down, I can make mo' money But I like to sell 'em whole cuz it's less work for me Living like a king, but I miss the purple lean I'm at Eddie Vs, I don't want no Burger King I ain't finna play, I ride with my semi wit' me Coldest esse this side of the Mississippi I ain't graduate, but I stay out the penitentiary No record label, I made it while independent Catalog long, they ain't fucking with the Lucksta' Did it on my own, boy you looking at a hustla' Told 'em catch up, quit dippin' in the mustard Open up my mouth, see bagguetes and clusters Vs and SNS, I'm blessed H-Town 7-1-tres on my chest Couldn't die broke, had to get up off the wall Took a chance, shot the dice, I'mma ball (Mayne please) (Lord, please) (Please mayne) You ain't fucking with me You ain't fucking with me You ain't fucking with me You ain't fucking with me, mayne (You know you ain't fucking with) You know you ain't fucking with You know you ain't fucking with me I'm a real deal P.I.M.P. Ro-rocks with the ice, jewelry on freeze From the west side of Texas, baby Home of the [?] Love the-love the feeling when I'm crackin' a seal So much money, look like I got a deal Boy, I'm headed to the top, no chill Said I'm headed to the top, no chill Man, I'm on I can put you on Spend a lil [?] lil home and it's on Gotta spent a lil something if you trynna do something If it ain't about the Ks, then you ain't talking nothing Got 'em watching what I do From the streets to the booth [?] Leaving dust on you Cuz I'm gone with the wind Gettin' racks with the pen Maxing til the end Boy, I'm outta my head mixing lean with the gin I'm crackin' the cell for my state You know what it is with a cup full of drank I screwed up my soda, my ice gettin' colda' That chain around my neck, mayne it's thick as a cobra I'm crackin' the cell for my state You know what it is with a cup full of drank I screwed up my soda, my ice gettin' colda' That chain around my neck, mayne it's thick as a cobra (thick as a) (Bitch, it's as thick as a) Bitch, it's as thick as a cobra Gettin' it on Bitch, I'm strong With the mothafuckin' hustle Bitch, I'm still strong Gettin' it on I ain't ever trip Going off the head, killa shit, it ain't no trip Bitch, I'm gettin' chips, flippin' bricks, really am about the money Nigga hatin' on me cuz I ain't no dummy Mayne, I'm on
I see ya BWOI!! Ya done came a long way from drop ya clothes.real talk.my nigga.glad to see ya still doin you.keep it up.youll always have my support my nigga! Holla at me if ya need me.im still in da south I'mma keep it "G"
