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Oh no there go them Texas boys

Swanging in a fo' do'

Top still of the drop

But I moved to 24's

Think of taking my slab

Haters I don't think so

Cause if you run up on me

I'll be forced to let go

Doing it like a G

And that's all that I'ma show

My trunk done popped up

And I suicided my do's

These haters be in my mix

And these boppers still on my d**k

When I'm coming around they corner

I'm from the City of Syrup

And the land of the fry

Where boys water out they brain

And make they confidence rise

When I wake up in the morning

And the sun in the sky

Another day another chance

To get my piece of the pie

But robbing season come around

Whenever the drought kick in

It's guaranteed they coming for me

But I don't know when

I gotta stay up on my note

Or I'm paying a cost

Get caught slipping in the turning lane

I'm taking a loss

Boys be plotting on my riches

Trying to get what I got

But if you run up on me at the light

You gon get shot

You gotta watch out for these females

Cause they out there too

You think they flirting with you

But you really ain't got a clue

Cause boys be stunting in the parking lot

Thinking they cool

But when they make out the police report

They feel like a fool

It's Paul Wall I'm in this

For counting stacks

Evading the car jack

But Trae got my back so haters back-back

Oh no

There go them Texas boys swanging in a fo' do'

Top still of the drop but I moved to 24's

Think of taking my slab

Haters I don't think so

Cause if you run up on me

I'll be forced to let go

Doing it like a G and that's all that I'ma show

My trunk done popped up

And I suicided my do's

These haters be in my mix

And these boppers still on my d**k

When I'm coming around they corner

In a 4-4 I still be swanging in a drop

Trying to miss these haters

24/7 like I'm a G

That for cheddar after my paper

Boppers riding me on the daily

Like I'm unable to peep out they law

Try to take me up out of my slab

And watch how fast I clear the block out

Diamonds all in my grill

I hit the lot and my slab topless

And I'm something like a profit

When they see the 24's moving stopless

Turning heads on a daily basis

With a trunk that'll beat your back

If you want it come get it

Hollow tips and my clip ain't having that

Paul Wall what they talking bout

I've been ready for them hating jackers

They got Trae wrong

I'ma show em the definition of a busting backer

They've been waiting to catch me slipping

They tripping I'm from the gutter

With a semi-automatic

Make joning be making em stutter

In Houston we bout that drama

Where roaches be on the creep

Everything we ride on be chrome

With at least 20 inches of feet

Oh no there go them boys and

They pulling out in that line

With a nine strapped to they spine

For whatever be going down

Oh no

There go them Texas boys swanging in a fo' do'

Top still of the drop but I moved to 24's

Think of taking my slab haters I don't think so

Cause if you run up on me I'll be forced to let go

Doing it like a G and that's all that I'ma show

My trunk done popped up and I suicided my do's

These haters be in my mix

And these boppers still on my d**k

When I'm coming around they corner

I'm trying to shine everyday on the grind

I'm feeling like it's my time

Since haters be out of line

It's time to reload and put it all in they face

For hopping out of they place

Gorillas never been safe

When they bout to explode everyday on the grind

I'm feeling like it's my time

Since haters be out of line

It's time to relooooad it's time to relooooad

Oh no

There go them Texas boys swanging in a fo' do'

Top still of the drop but I moved to 24's

Think of taking my slab haters I don't think so

Cause if you run up on me

I'll be forced to let go

Doing it like a G and that's all that I'ma show

My trunk done popped up

And I suicided my do's

These haters be in my mix

And these boppers still on my d**k

When I'm coming around they corner

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