Killin-In-Texas (feat. Moneysign Suede)

Ricky made it I'm fuckin' with my killers up in Texas I'm doin' good, I ain't never worried about my exes Yeah, I hurt the city, know I've been reckless I moved out, but I'm always in the trenches I'm low-key when I slide, don't need no benches I got a release and right away, I bought a weapon You livin' good, bitch, you can die in second I got enemies, and I ain't bout to let them I ain't bout to let them get me, I know how to step Ayy, you wanna come and try me, better think ahead Don't stop steppin', she's to creamy, now she give me head They say I'm doin' good, and I ain't at my best I ain't even on my best, low-key, I still be fuckin' up Life for real, the whole park, I like to fuck shit up Dirty money and all that, we gon' run it up Niggas, bitches always lookin', they wanna fuck with us Yo, nigga, he a square, you a capper These niggas actors, Adam Sandlers Niggas gon' be thinkin', they gon' be whippin' with no Blammer I ain't gon' lie, I'm a robber, not a scammer I'm fuckin' with my killers up in Texas I'm doin' good, I ain't never worried about my exes Ayy, I hurt the city, know I been reckless I moved out, but I'm always in the trenches I'm low-key when I slide, don't need no benches I got a release, and right away, I bought a weapon You livin' good, but you could die in a second I got enemies, and I ain't bout to let them Fuck the mob, we them real G's Bullets leave em Spanto out, if them pussies try me And your patna can't stand on ten, he a handicap Don't Temp me Ill make your baldhead splat Pussy, if they ever come to Texas, we gon' get em' rocked OFB, yeah, we bouncin' out with straight chops And I swear we ain't leavin' till somebody drops ShootersOnGo and, they gon' get em' popped The Glock peel bandanas, it's like bananas We movin' bricks, we some trappers Y'all in the way, y'all really ain't no factors Pussy ass vatos want peace like a pastor,On God I'm fuckin' with my killers up in Texas I'm doin' good, I ain't never worried about my exes Ayy, I hurt the city, know I been reckless I moved out, but I'm always in the trenches I'm low-key when I slide, don't need no benches I got releasin' right away, I bought a weapon You livin' good, but you could die in a second I got enemies, and I ain't bout to let them