Texas tea
(Oh my God, it's Cash Bently)
Huh-uh, yuh
Come fuck me Summrs, mhm!
I think I fell in love
With that east of pain
You're that Texas drank
Smoking woods
Know I'm good
Put that on hood
Doing shit you wish you could
Don't try to play me like a fool
Bitch, I'm not a dummy
Lean got me slow like a zombie
I'm sippin' Actavis, ain't no MGP
Baby, you so cute, you the real MVP (yuh)
Sippin' on that shit they call Texas tea
Glocky with the beam, why you testing me?
He think I'm a hoe, he think I won't squeeze the beam
Need a bag for a show and if not, then there's no me
It's so cool what you would do
You want me all in you
Baby girl, I swear I'm fin' to
You so bad, You know you would sin too
I think I fell in love
With that east of pain
You're that Texas drank
Smoking woods
No, I'm good
Put that on hood
Doing shit you wish you could
Rockin' all designer
My diamonds might blind you
I'm off the drugs, I can't even tell the time, yeah
Baby, what's up?
Can we go to the club?
Take a couple drinks?
Let's smoke some
Taking all these pills, got a nigga feeling numb
Taking all these pills, got a nigga feeling numb
When I count my cash, I do it with my thumb
Thumbing through the check, but I still need some (need some, yeah)
Huh-uh, yuh
Come fuck me Summrs, mhm!
I think I fell in love
With that east of pain
You're that Texas drank
Smoking woods
Know I'm good
Put that on hood
Doing shit you wish you could
Don't try to play me like a fool
Bitch, I'm not a dummy
Lean got me slow like a zombie
I'm sippin' Actavis, ain't no MGP
Baby, you so cute, you the real MVP (yuh)
Sippin' on that shit they call Texas tea
Glocky with the beam, why you testing me?
He think I'm a hoe, he think I won't squeeze the beam
Need a bag for a show and if not, then there's no me
It's so cool what you would do
You want me all in you
Baby girl, I swear I'm fin' to
You so bad, You know you would sin too
I think I fell in love
With that east of pain
You're that Texas drank
Smoking woods
No, I'm good
Put that on hood
Doing shit you wish you could
Rockin' all designer
My diamonds might blind you
I'm off the drugs, I can't even tell the time, yeah
Baby, what's up?
Can we go to the club?
Take a couple drinks?
Let's smoke some
Taking all these pills, got a nigga feeling numb
Taking all these pills, got a nigga feeling numb
When I count my cash, I do it with my thumb
Thumbing through the check, but I still need some (need some, yeah)
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Writer(s): Deante Adam Johnson
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