Hometown

I know my hometown proud of me
Take a ride around the dirty d
Triple d, Texas-faded I made it
We only upgrading
Big body swinging, the candy paint and gripping grain
We stay the same and I'm Dallas-made
And we like to rage
We party heavy
Big booties bouncing and crowd surfing
The cities burning of opportunity with any person
You quickly learn that the city life is just what you make it
If you fake as fuck then I'll light you up, little powderpuff
I'm drunk as fuck bout to blow up up on the map
In fact, to counteract all the scrubs that be talking smack
Get waxed and shut your trap before stepping to me like that
You just a little snitching bitching that's squealing up in the kitchen
Little piggy getting jiggy with hova and all the bitties
Sitting pretty with missy, Nicki, Cardi, and Lil Dicky
I'm dreaming of a day that's slowly ticking away
So tick tock, don't stop, see me at the tip-top woah

Yo yo, I say do it for the south
I do it for my city
See you rocking with me
Hands in the air
Let me know you rocking with me
I'm burning loud
Rolling deep in my hometown
Shout out Half Past Strange cause you know it's about to go down
So buckle up
Get ready, confetti, this party's popping
Molly's dropping
Lucy's locked in, I'm ready
I love a good ole trip to set the mood of the night
So sit tight, hold on tight, and let me rock with you tonight
We about to blow it up, throw it up
Paper tossing and going up
Like a rocket to the moon and ain't no stopping us blowing up
I'm a menace to society, sobriety got me tired-see
Uppers that get me wired to help me be me entirely
Listen to how they wonder and ponder of my entirety
Doubting me, but admiring
Envy me to inspire me
So thank you
And thank you to my hometown
Any hometown that's looking to just get down

You know my style is impeccably greater than all these haters combined
I'll wine and dine your hateful energy and flip it to mine
Your just in time for the main event
So take a seat and just let me vent
I'm heaven-sent from the angels above, I represent
The lonely stoners who blowing doja and kicking back
I'm talking blunts to the face, edibles, and these dabs
I'm on that heavy smoke-tip till I pass out
I wake and bake on the regular
Where my stoners at
We blowing ounces at the top of the mountain
We aren't ever coming down so quit that fronting and pouting
You a baby back bitch that's probably crying to mommy
So boo hoo wah wah cry me a river you fucking pussy
I got your number to finish you in just any minute
I'd watch what you say and tread oh so lightly little gimmick
Before you hurt yourself or even worse someone else
The choices that you make hold the future of what's at stake yuh