Texas Ranger

I get my syrup from A old head cuz his bitch got a cough
Oh that's that raw
Drop a four in my sprite fuck the law
I don't switch lanes
Swerve grip the wheel and the traction off
You a bird get on nerves with that shit you talking bout
I'm from the South
Where I was taught to let a pussy run they mouth
And don't get caught
Play in dirt by yourself cuz these niggas talk
Don't cuff that bitch
She ain't no wife
Oh you can't move in my House
Invest your mother fucking paper
Don't just sit on the couch

Call me Mr space walker
White chalk ya
Might stalk ya
Now you can't find your father

I'm on thirty hitting one thirty and my g thirty seven
But when I'm dirty there's no hurry
Watch the traffic drive slow
I need some ice my cup low
Tinted windows kush smoke
Street tacos with a bad bitch rolling up the dope
I can't tell you what I know
Cuz that shit come with a price
Keep your head strong baby cuz we lurking tonight
Vamp life take flight dark sky with street lights
Oh it's one hell of a night
You go remember this sight