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Verse #1
I know my hometown proud of me
Take a ride around the dirty D
Triple D, Texas-faded I made it,
We only upgrading
Big body swanging, the candy paint & gripping grain
We stay the same & I’m Dallas-made & We like to rage
We party heavy
Big booties bouncing & crowd surfing
The cities burning of opportunity with any person
You quickly learn that the city life is just what you make it
If you fake as fuck then I’ll light you up, little powderpuff
I’m drunk as fuck bout to blow up, up on the map
In fact, to counteract all the scrubs that be talking smack
Get waxed & shut your trap before stepping to me like that
You just a little snitching bitching that’s squealing up in the kitchen
Little piggy getting jiggy with hova & all the bitties
Sitting pretty with missy, Nicki, Cardi, & Lil dicky
Im dreaming of a day that’s slowly ticking away
So tick tock, don’t stop, see me at the tip-top woahhhhh
Verse #2
Yo yo, I say do it for the south
I do it for my city
See you rocking with me
Hands in the air
Let me know you rocking with me
I’m burning loud
Rolling deep in my hometown
Shout out Half Past Strange cause you know it’s about to go down
So buckle up
Get ready, confetti, this party’s popping
Molly’s dropping
Lucy’s locked in, i’m ready
I love a good ole trip to set the mood of the night
So sit tight, hold on tight, and let me rock with you tonight
We about to blow it up, throw it up
Paper tossing & going up
Like a rocket to the moon & ain’t no stopping us blowing up
I’m a menace to society, sobriety got me tired-see?
Uppers that get me wired to help me be me entirely
Listen to how they wonder & ponder of my entirety
Doubting me, but admiring
Envy me to inspire me
So thank you
And thank you to my hometown
Any hometown that’s looking to just get down
Verse #3
You know my style is impeccably greater than all these haters combined
I’ll wine & dine your hateful energy & flip it to mine
Your just in time for the main event
So take a seat & just let me vent
I’m heaven-sent from the angels above
I represent
The lonely stoners who blowing Doja & kicking back
I’m talking blunts to the face, edibles, and these dabz
I’m on that heavy smoke-tip till I pass out
I wake n bake on the regular
Where my stoners at
We blowing ounces at the top of the mountain and we ain’t ever coming down so quit that fronting and pouting
You a baby back bitch that’s prolly crying to mommy
So boo who wah wah, cry me a river you fucking pussy
I got your number to finish you in just any minute
I’d watch what you say & tread oh so lightly little gimmick
Before you hurt yourself or even worse someone else
The choices that you make hold the future of what’s at stake, yeah
