allstar jr - 2am in houston lyrics
[intro]
(the coal cash collection)
(welcome to get a bag records)
(dime on the beat)
(let’s get a bag)
[verse]
kevin porter jr, b+tch, i’m ridin’ with the rocket
get a million right now, i’m still sendin’ boxes
how you takin’ hits and you ain’t caught you no bodies?
girl, you just a walkin’ head, i do not want your body
real+ass n+gga, don’t give a f+ck about the opps
k whole street, don’t give a f+ck about the drop
chain on me, it cost a motherf+ckin’ block
no stock on chops, hundred shots, we split tops
ayy, i’m ridin’ with a thousand beans, am i f+ckin’ up?
tay, get your rental out the driveway, i’m pullin’ up
in the kitchen sweatin’ hard, tryna hook it up
your next ep the only thing you cookin’ up
these the new amiris, i can’t get no ash on ’em
twenty each pocket, so i’m worth a benz walking
walked your mans down when we caught your mans walking
well, he ended up running, but my mans caught him
fifty ‘bows in the loft, got the hall banging
shootin’ fin one hand, got my arm banging
i’ll send a n+gga up wearin’ palm angels
all this dog sh+t i’m countin’ got my palms stinking
when i pull up on the snorters, it’s like god touch
this a louis trucker, b+tch, i don’t wear von dutch
how you snitchin’ knowin’ for what n+ggas signed up?
that d+ckhead get a lot of n+ggas lined up
put me in the lineup
they gon’ tell you i’m in the n+gga whippin’ shine now
in the club, i get the bl!ck in like i’m shyne, huh?
you ain’t f+ckin’ with no chickens, n+ggas lyin’, huh?
ayy, look, white sticks on my sh+t, n+gga, countertops
shut the f+ck up, b+tch, i’m richer than your mama’s side
richer than your daddy, b+tch, think your granny rich?
well, let me tell you this, i’m richer than your granny, b+tch (let’s get a bag)
band a night, got me sleepin’ in the post oak
this my third instagram, i like to post boasts
ain’t no keys on that b+tch, you drove the wrong boat
you ain’t make no cheese with that b+tch, you with the wrong ho
really in the field with it
i was f+cked up, really worth a meal ticket
bossed up, yeah, i know it really k!ll n+ggas
walk up, yeah, you know we really k!ll n+ggas
ayy, really in the field with it
i was f+cked up, really worth a meal ticket
bossed up, yeah, i know it really k!ll n+ggas
walk ups, yeah, you know we really k!ll n+ggas
[outro]
(let’s get a bag)
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