Key: Eb major
Verse 1
Testing, testing, alright
You can cut out that other
shit (ayo, AIM)
(Yeah, run it up,
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Verse 2
Where we still ride in swangas and put
diamonds in our necklace
Pour drank inside my lemonade
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'til it look like a Pepsi
See, I come from the D where
we got shags and we be flexin'
If you ain't from my state
Then you should know don't fuck with
Texas (don't fuck with Texas)
Ayy, we always strapped,
we keep our weapons
My mama from the H,
she slowed it down for me at seven
Used to think Pimp C was a God
before he went to heaven
I knew what pushin',
P was before Gunna even said it
Verse 3
And never trust a nigga or a bitch
'cause it's expected
Know killers from the country
They ride horses and throw sevens
Got niggas in the east ride
ATVs with MAC-11s
Verse 4
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First off
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You better remember what
that sign say before
You come down here in this bitch
Don't mess with Texas
'Cause you know everybody
'round this bitch got guns
Verse 5
We got Beyonce, Trae tha Truth
And we can't forget Devin
Big shout out to them boys and
I can't forget 'bout them Texans
I been feeling like Luka how I ball
that shit a blessin'
Number one rule in Texas, keep it silent,
ain't no tellin' (tellin')
Ayy, and always keep your
fucking weapon
A nigga try me or the guys,
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we got no choice but stretch him
If he survive these shots at first,
bet he die on that stretcher
These diamonds,
Verse 6
I got water might just go Johnny my next ones
Sauce Walka had us drippin' sauce,
havin' hoes, and on drank
Yung Nation had us jigging, dippin',
ain't know how to think
Now I got all these niggas steppin', swipin',
Outro 1
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