Yeah no baby I ain’t chilling
Gas flowing out the backseat
Speaker blowing smoke building pressure in the whip we feel our heat in this shit
It pulls me back into the the floor we go again I called again but you ain’t answering the phone babe, uh
But you ain’t picking up my calls babe
I guess it’s time to move on
I guess it’s time to move on
But you know I want it
Bitch I got the boss on calling
It’s bout some business
Bitch I am the boss got it
Feel this hate alive on it
Feel my bae go wild on it
Feel my bae go wild on it
Yea I'm feeling you won’t lie on it
And I know you get me I feed your desires (yeah)
Feel my bae go wild on it
Yea I'm feeling you won’t lie on it
And I know you get me I feed your desires (yeah)

Ayy im up 10 back seat sicario
Brad Pitt the barrio
Knock em down like dominos
Call the brick maybelene the way I gotta cover up
Mario, these niggas always tryna play the kid
But they sorry though cant have me coin my nigga aint a lick
Imma keep the glicky w me incase a niggas wanna trip
Thats the bro thats my nig
Came up pushing boulders talking figurative Charlie horse
The way them calves is split, blood leaking on my t
Cut niggas aint like me
Slut tryna test the vs
But she cant see straight
Westport highland do the dos I dos for a puff of the mid
High as eagle dick
We may
Buy out the whole block and throw a fucking festivus
In Jesus name
Praise to god
Hold the pole like its a frog
My fingers keep slipping off the Glock pull the trig and see em hop
Easter eggs left to rot, you niggas thought I had forgot, im sensitive
If you wasn’t with us then, guess what you aint never gonna is

Another cold dAY IN AUSTIN

FULL HAZE IM LOST IN
COLD CASE OF BOSTON
DROWN IN THESE MEMORIES

PULL GENTLY ON MY HAIR BABY
I JUST WANNA SEE YOUR
TOES.CURL.UP. OOOOOOOOO

TELL ME WE AINT GONNA LEARN OUR LESSON

Who she feeling in the house do the most that's me
Whose got product in their lap with the nose that bleed
And I ain't proud of what I want but these hoes have needs
And I ain’t heaven but I try to learn the ropes, for Jesus
Count up 40 little light bands, cocaine in her lifespan
Said she wanna come for dinner, that ain't something right man
7 member dinner plate, sever what you isn't,
Ain't this, all of our product, great, show God what you did today

Yeah no baby I ain’t chilling
Gas flowing out the backseat
Speaker blowing smoke
(We feel our heat)
In this shit
It pulls me back into the the floor
We go again I called again but you ain’t answering the phone babe, uh
But you ain’t picking up my calls babe
I guess it’s time to move on yeah
I guess it’s time to move on yeah