Candy paint drippin’ off the frame (drip)
Swing wide when I’m slidin’ in my lane (swang)
Chunk deuce, let ’em know where I came (H-Town)
I don’t talk much, real ones do the same (fa sho)
Big body truck, sittin’ tall like a throne
Wood-grain wheel when I’m grippin’ on chrome
Southside baby, yeah the block my home
If it ain’t Texas, then leave me alone (ya heard?)
I’m from the land of the lean and the legends (Texas)
Bass so loud, make a sinner start repentin’
Ridin’ through the city, big chain no tension
If you talk slick, better watch what you mention
Diamonds on the grill, yeah they shine when I’m smilin’
Slab so clean, whole block start wildin’
Haters on the sideline still profilin’
But I keep slide, country boy still stylin’
Got a lil’ baddie from the Northside cookin’
She don’t want clout, she just like how I’m lookin’
OG talk, I don’t move like a rookie
H-Town legend in the cut like Tookie (fa sho)
Candy paint drippin’ off the frame (drip)
Swing wide when I’m slidin’ in my lane (swang)
Chunk deuce, let ’em know where I came (H-Town)
I don’t talk much, real ones do the same (fa sho)
Big body truck, sittin’ tall like a throne
Wood-grain wheel when I’m grippin’ on chrome
Southside baby, yeah the block my home
If it ain’t Texas, then leave me alone
w-loud-and-bangin’ like I’m reppin’ S.U.C.
Shades on low, can’t nobody see me
Purple in the cup like I’m stuck in a dream
Trunk pop open, whole street hear the scream
Been about the grind, that’s the Lone Star credo
Count big bread, stack chips like Fritos
Boys want smoke? Tell ’em cool down, hijo
Texas when I step—big steppin’ like Bezo
Galleria shop—big drip, no cap
Backwoods lit, yeah the vibe stay strapped
Talk real slick? Better mind that yap
‘Cause the South don’t forget where you at, that’s facts Ride slow, don’t rush
Texas born, that’s us
Big wheels, no fuss
Southside, we up (yeah)
Candy paint drippin’ off the frame (drip)
Swing wide when I’m slidin’ in my lane (swang)
Chunk deuce, let ’em know where I came (H-Town)
I don’t talk much, real ones do the same
Big body truck, sittin’ tall like a throne
Wood-grain wheel when I’m grippin’ on chrome
Southside baby, yeah the block my home
If it ain’t Texas, then leave me alone
