I don't mind real ****, I would come back for you

And I don't mind real bitches, I would come back for you

I always come back for you

I always come back for you

Uh, no matter wherever I go, I always be right here

Houston, Texas, where DJ Screw be bangin' in my ear

Styrofoam inside of styrofoam, it's not beer

They leanin' so hard, they try to say what up, but it's not clear

Some of my **** say, "Huh," some of my **** say, "Talkin' 'bout"

If they say my **** ain't shit, they don't know what they talkin' 'bout

Never will I say I got some shit I really don't got

I watch what I say, 'cause I know

Y'all recordin' me when you pull your phone out

Pimp-C told ya this ain't the South, homie, this the Souf'

South Side is Screwed Up Click and North Side is the Swisha House

Bad bitch with me, but I would never kiss her in the mouth

Not just in public either, that shit go for in the house

I'm ridin' Cadillac today, I let the top down

Hit the galleria with a bag, bitches shop time

I'm not shoppin' for me, I already got everything

This shit for my people, we gon' ball, we havin' everything

I don't mind real ****, I would come back for you

And I don't mind real bitches, I would come back for you

I always come back for you

I always come back for you

Listen, hey, man, I stopped drinkin' with haters in 2009

Was a sucker for that codeine at least a thousand times

I don't drink that shit no more, they don't come around me now

For twenty years, I was lost, I'm so glad I found me now

I used to rap with some ****, but now I don't though

And wherever they be chillin', that's where I don't go

Homies say that real, but when I look at 'em, it don't show

They say what they gonna when they see me

But when I see they ass, they don't though

King Johnny my partner first, TV Johnny my partner now

If they came together, they shouldn't be sick, go call the doctor now

Me and Slim Thug and Tilman Fertitta, helicopter house

Till we squash that plex and we got that check

I ain't come her to fight, I come to collect

These **** be trippin' with me

And these bitches be trippin' with me, but they better respect

'Cause if I show 'em any type of attention

I hope they are pissed 'cause it's gon' be their death

I see you in my rearview, homie (I wish you would)

You gon' make me kill you, homie

I told y'all fuck ****, I would come back for you

And I told y'all fuck bitches, I would come back for you

I always come back for you

I always come back for you