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texako – halftime show lyrics

[intro]
(dylvinci got the code)

[hook: reddo]
two mixtures, one me
two different b+tches and they both on [?]
three cellphones trap block on repeat
she on [?], she get sleazy
i’m on codeine, pray i don’t od
who that right there tryna act like they know me
i’m in the back tryna get me some throaty
and i saw [?] so you gotta show me

[chorus: 10kdunkin]
stay with my five, when i’m at the show
they pattin’ me down, but you know how that go
i got more bands than a halftime show
i’m seein’ more paper than a teacher
black hoodie on got me lookin’ like the reaper
i think my glock just had a seizure
mismatch socks, gucci my sneakers

[verse 1: reddo]
left my old b+tch ’cause she thought that i needed her
i’m in the back ’cause they got the weed cheaper
hunnid’ racks in the safe and them b+tches ain’t movin’
you ain’t countin’ no racks what the h+ll is you doin’
let ’em chase cash, pursuing it
worry about yours, don’t worry about the next
chasing [?] and get you a check
[verse 2: texako]
i’m off the percocet, boy i’ma sweat
she f+ckin’ with me ’cause she know i’m a vet’
7.62 go into his neck
she wanna f+ck me, i just want the neck
audi convertible, all white and all my slimes in it
all my n+ggas we gon’ ride out
ridin’ ’round in a brand new car, big bands in my pocket
that hoe wanted me to love her, told her stop it
i can’t do that sh+t i’m the hottest topic

[interlude: texako]
boy you know what the f+ck goin’ on we in this hoe
it’s texako n+gga, you know the f+ck goin’ on
we got dylvinci in this b+tch n+gga, we got 10k in this b+tch n+gga, we got reddo in this b+tch
know the f+ck goin’ on this year, 2020 typa’ sh+t
had this sh+t [?]
drop back into that

[verse 3: texako]
break a b+tch back, like a chiro’
lil’ hoe wanna eat me up like a gyro
tryna get in the trap, n+gga that’s a h+ll no
i’ma get strapped up, n+gga like velcro
[?] trap, n+ggas wanna tap in
bad b+tch, gotta break the back in
if i do a show, best believe i get the back in
bro fell off ’cause he mad he a [?]
[chorus: texako]
stay with my five, when i’m at the show
they pattin’ me down, but you know how that go
i got more bands than a halftime show
i’m seein’ more paper than a teacher
black hoodie on got me lookin’ like the reaper
i think my glock just had a seizure
mismatch socks, gucci my sneakers

- texako lyrics

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