HTX

(No mercy)
Yeah, woah–oh
(Yo, Tana) Yeah

I'm in H-Town tryna link up right now
Stealin' swag 'cause a nigga piped up, pipe down
(Yeah, oh, yeah)
Buy you that Goyard you want
Your last nigga, he not on none

You don't need no one
You always go hard on your own
Buy you that Chanel that you want
Put you in VETEMENTS
I want your soul (Yeah), I don't need your heart

In the nighttime (Time)
We was just friends (Yeah), now the ho mine (Yeah, oh)
Leg shot, head shot, hit your eye, now you blind
Neck shot, green beam, red dot, now he died
(You know what the fuck goin' on with me)
In H-Town, what you on? (On)
Pass me a lighter and a paper, roll a blunt
You could spend a night or two, girl, if you want
Anything you want, on whatever you on

Two, three, four, five, sit back, I fuck up her spine
And I still can't tell if I took just her high
And then I fuck up her spine
She said her nigga off work, hope we don't run out of time
(Run out of time)
Oh, yeah

You don't need no-one
You always go hard on your own
Buy you that Chanel that you want
Put you in VETEMENTS (Yeah)
I want your soul (Soul), I don't need your heart (Soul)

In the nighttime (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm in H-Town tryna link up right now (Sit back, I fuck up her spine)
Stealin' swag 'cause a nigga piped up, pipe down
(She said her–) Lot of niggas tryna steal my swag right now, oh (Nigga off work, hope we don't run out of time)

Your last nigga, he not on none
You don't need no one
(Two, three, four, five, sit back, I fuck up her spine)
Put you in VETEMENTS, I want your soul
(She said her nigga off work, hope we don't run out of time)
Woah, woah, ooh



Credits
Writer(s): Steven D. Lewis, Sydney Lartey
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