Dat Boi T

Im coming out the city where we still hold slab
When i let my trunk up i can make it glow back
Make the fo's prance, vogues gon dance
Im double cup exotic pop we dem juice champs
Im sliding down king , G15's ,them wire wheels poking out like a limosine
Im sliding with Mike , im talking bout Red, every beat gon wreck
Make me go off my head
Gas in the air boy you smell that OG i be high all the time
Feeling like its 03
Slab line deep , probably bout 50
So many texas swangs probably worth about a milli
The roof got stars
Man my seats all tatum
Some boys show love but its hard not to hate em
Southside playa, might run for mayor
Know you probably seen my videos on street flava
Do it for the screw, hit em with the move
Slow it down , chop it up , this that h town groove
We gon po up and sip
Leaning so hard trying not to break my hip
We gon come down and tip
Bang the spaceship trying not to break the kit
We gon po up and sip
Leaning so hard trying not to break my hip

Who's that smoking that funky stuff
Slow lane playas off in the cut
Can't stop stacking it's not enough
Ima keep getting that money bruh

EDF

Slide down reed on that nawf and that south
Put diamonds on my pinky ring , chain , and my mouth
Drop top , suede or leather , I aint sitting on no cloth
Cvs quit dispensing so i took another route
Pouring up threes of tris, swanging fucked up my wrist
With a yellow on westheimer with a cup she cant kiss
Black and teal forces, pulling off in Porsches
We from h town we make money on our porches
City of the syrup, in the burbs blowing herbs
G20's poking making sparks on the curb
Trunk steady raising with a cup full of raisin
Yellow , wood , candy gas got my eyes asian
In the slow lane , diamonds on the wood grain
5 percent tint rolling blinds window pane
Put her on the ism den i put her in the game
Slow lane playas laxing over wide frames
The city know our names

Who's that smoking that funky stuff
Slow lane playas off in the cut
Can't stop stacking it's not enough
Ima keep getting that money bruh

This is for the hooptys and the tricked out hatcbacks
Workin wood wheel in a candy painted cadillac
I can pull ashanti ridin an allante
Boppas wanna see me escalade on a sunday
Put some twinkle twinkle in my drank and mix it with the barr
Tre up in my soda got me leaning all up with the stars
This is for the ones who be coming down and riding clean
Smoking funky stuff girl you fucking with the money team (ching!)

Pull up trunk stutter make ya hoe do the same
She aint eva seen a playa from the slow lane
Break ya bitch brain
Now she thinking she can swang
Need to go slab but im on my family thang
Call up T
Roll some og
Sunday mlk like im big pokey
I cant give you back a thing unless you giving me a fee
When the slabs fall in line
Man its such a sight to see