Killin-In-Texas (feat. Moneysign Suede)

Ricky made it

I'm fuckin' with my killers up in Texas

I'm doin' good, I ain't never worried about my exes

Yeah, I hurt the city, know I've been reckless

I moved out, but I'm always in the trenches

I'm low-key when I slide, don't need no benches

I got a release and right away, I bought a weapon

You livin' good, bitch, you can die in second

I got enemies, and I ain't bout to let them

I ain't bout to let them get me, I know how to step

Ayy, you wanna come and try me, better think ahead

Don't stop steppin', she's to creamy, now she give me head

They say I'm doin' good, and I ain't at my best

I ain't even on my best, low-key, I still be fuckin' up

Life for real, the whole park, I like to fuck shit up

Dirty money and all that, we gon' run it up

****, bitches always lookin', they wanna fuck with us

Yo, ****, he a square, you a capper

These **** actors, Adam Sandlers

**** gon' be thinkin', they gon' be whippin' with no Blammer

I ain't gon' lie, I'm a robber, not a scammer

I'm fuckin' with my killers up in Texas

I'm doin' good, I ain't never worried about my exes

Ayy, I hurt the city, know I been reckless

I moved out, but I'm always in the trenches

I'm low-key when I slide, don't need no benches

I got a release, and right away, I bought a weapon

You livin' good, but you could die in a second

I got enemies, and I ain't bout to let them

Fuck the mob, we them real G's

Bullets leave em Spanto out, if them pussies try me

And your patna can't stand on ten, he a handicap

Don't Temp me Ill make your baldhead splat

Pussy, if they ever come to Texas, we gon' get em' rocked

OFB, yeah, we bouncin' out with straight chops

And I swear we ain't leavin' till somebody drops

ShootersOnGo and, they gon' get em' popped

The Glock peel bandanas, it's like bananas

We movin' bricks, we some trappers

Y'all in the way, y'all really ain't no factors

Pussy ass vatos want peace like a pastor,On God

I'm fuckin' with my killers up in Texas

I'm doin' good, I ain't never worried about my exes

Ayy, I hurt the city, know I been reckless

I moved out, but I'm always in the trenches

I'm low-key when I slide, don't need no benches

I got releasin' right away, I bought a weapon

You livin' good, but you could die in a second

I got enemies, and I ain't bout to let them