Houston
Candy paint
Know my weed stank
Imma need drank
I'm the weed bank
We at the club
I sip my cup
I'm on stage now
I'm posted up
This the type of beat that tell you where I'm from
This the type of heat that you cannot outrun
This like leather seats been sitting in the sun
Feeling numb feel better then just feeling some
Swishers into ghosts, got me floating like a boat
Got me cruising coast to coast like some butter I'm a toast
Raise a cup for all folks, for my brothers at the show
From my mama got my nose, got no drama with the hoes
Ring, ring, picking up the phone
Now I'm in the zone I just wanna be alone
When I get to work in make you think I had a clone
Ride around with the chrome 'cause I'm from
I'm from the H
Hundred million dollars in estates
Now I'm swervin' through the lane
Speedin' grip would be the grain
Trust issues, small circle
In my cup, purple
Smokin' weed heavy
Now it got me in a chokehold
Trappin' out the heights
Had to take a flight
Dip out for the night
Turn up see the city lights
Elbows on my spokes
People smell the smoke
Now I'm doin' coke
That's my way to stay afloat
Candy paint
Know my weed stank
Imma need drank
I'm the weed bank
We at the club
I sip my cup
I'm on stage now
I'm posted up
Know my weed stank
Imma need drank
I'm the weed bank
We at the club
I sip my cup
I'm on stage now
I'm posted up
This the type of beat that tell you where I'm from
This the type of heat that you cannot outrun
This like leather seats been sitting in the sun
Feeling numb feel better then just feeling some
Swishers into ghosts, got me floating like a boat
Got me cruising coast to coast like some butter I'm a toast
Raise a cup for all folks, for my brothers at the show
From my mama got my nose, got no drama with the hoes
Ring, ring, picking up the phone
Now I'm in the zone I just wanna be alone
When I get to work in make you think I had a clone
Ride around with the chrome 'cause I'm from
I'm from the H
Hundred million dollars in estates
Now I'm swervin' through the lane
Speedin' grip would be the grain
Trust issues, small circle
In my cup, purple
Smokin' weed heavy
Now it got me in a chokehold
Trappin' out the heights
Had to take a flight
Dip out for the night
Turn up see the city lights
Elbows on my spokes
People smell the smoke
Now I'm doin' coke
That's my way to stay afloat
Candy paint
Know my weed stank
Imma need drank
I'm the weed bank
We at the club
I sip my cup
I'm on stage now
I'm posted up
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Writer(s): Vikas Mohan
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