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king lil g feat. bun b - texas cups cali blunts lyrics

out in texas
man i swear to god
i met this bad b-tch
texas cups & cali blunts
i roll it & then i p-ss it
let’s do it
let’s do it, let’s do it
let’s do it, let’s do it, let’s do it
let’s do it
let’s do it, let’s do it
let’s do it, let’s do it

it was 2 a.m. b-mping u.g.k
i f-cks with spm
i know there’s people sippin’
on that purple
like its juice & gin
i’m proud to be from cali
but i like your style
and the type of rims
windows tint, money spin
i listen to screw
and i’m smokin’ to it
cadillac’s and candy paint
swerving thru 28th & main
johnny the jeweler got them chains
and put 2 cups on every drank
i said what hood he’s from?
when she told me, yeah, kirko bangz
that’s what i thought
when i heard that name

then i turnt it up
when i heard that bang

houston i f-ck with houston
she made me love it
she seduced me
she’s on that new sh-t
i’m on that true sh-t

i’m used to ridin’ low lows
gangsta is my code
she was tippin’ on fo fo’s
we started smokin’ that dro

posted up in that h-town
i just got back from that p-a-t
where they grippin’ grain
grippin’ stains
it ain’t like you ain’t bout d-a-t
one hand is on that wood grain
the other hand is holdin’ that g-a-t
so p-ss the swisher sweet b-a-t
we breaking bread let’s c-a-t
like e.s.g. we sw-ng & bang
them cali boys they bang & sw-ng
b-tches hang off my dang a lang
i give a hoe nightmares like dana dane
and this ain’t a thang
it’s nothin’ g
i don’t front for you
so don’t front for me
i flex it hard and you stuntin’ g
your wrist haven for hoes
get a cut to me
cuz i’ll take her
then i’ll break her
you ain’t a mack
you a m-th-f-cken faker
she’ll gon’ shake her, money maker
to give me purple & gold
like i’m a laker
earthquaker
when i touch ground
been around the world
to cover much ground
blew thru them euros & much pounds
i gotta throw my hands up
mayne touchdown
now let’s go

- king lil g feat bun b lyrics

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