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Paper paper fold up We Texas stay poured up My K stay load up My K stay load up My gang, gang get money We bank, bank we drummin Mexicano como Chente Got gold in my diente Paper paper fold up We Texas stay poured up My K stay load up My K stay load up My gang, gang get money We bank, bank we drummin Mexicano como Chente Got gold in my diente And I'm the hardest ese Scoot up with a Mozzy Hit yo block up with a SK Nigga hit me for a zip of that fish I need a bandaid And we trappin' And jackin Don't give a f*ck 'Bout what the Feds say I'm riding in Bentley Strapped up with a Glizzy Get shot in yo head If you play with my skrilla All I hang with is trappers and killers You don't got no game If you talking to pillow See her all at the store I'ma drill her I'm in Christian Dior I just walked in the building Most of your rappers My children, no kidding Play with the gang You get shot in yo fitted Play with the gang You get sent to The Man Chopsticks like I came from Japan He got punched in the face And that nigga ran Hop out the Ghost and jump in the Lamb See the laws at the store I'ma scram This ain't the time To get caught in a jam Diamonds wet like they fresh out the Dam I was thirteen I had crack in my hand Paper paper fold up We Texas stay poured up My K stay load up My K stay load up My gang, gang get money We bank, bank we drummin Mexicano como Chente Got gold in my diente Paper paper fold up We Texas stay poured up My K stay load up My K stay load up My gang, gang get money We bank, bank we drummin Mexicano como Chente Got gold in my diente I'm blowing up Said the game is real On that beat, I go kill Money making don't fold here All my goons got tatted tears Tatted up, I can see the fear Ain't no pussy round chear Pimp yellow bones like Hank Hill Sold rocks to pay bills A dime a dozen We was flipping cane Fucking hoes might Have been your dame Outlaw on that propane Leave you hoes with no chance Peso Peso more fame Veintitrés, that's more game On the block with the whole gang Pussy weed, my flow pain Gracias a Dios tengo chompa Un cuete que gana la copa Con putas bien buenas, bien loca Mi música feria y mota Soy feliz con las cosas más real Tronando mi cuete los hago saltar Soy matón, soy voy a matar Por eso les digo yo voy a rifar Paper paper fold up We Texas stay poured up My K stay load up, my K stay load up My gang, gang get money We bank, bank we drummin Mexicano como Chente Got gold in my diente Paper paper fold up We Texas stay poured up My K stay load up My K stay load up My gang, gang get money We bank, bank we drummin Mexicano como Chente Got gold in my diente Damn, I just ran out of gas Open my stash and I poured It inside of the tank Cement on these rappers' Feet watching them sink to the bottom Got a phone call from my bro Kill them, I know Ever since 2015, I been on the go T.A.N.G.O. Nation What I'm repping inside of them walls Heart checks, I was breaking them jaws Texas Tradition, I'm popping the seal Pouring it up, ride out to Mexico Bitch, I'm the truth Shout out to homeboys Who hit where they shoot Aim so precise like the NBA hoops Gang, gang, a whole city of troops Unloading the magazine Why y'all be flexing? You know that we robbing Born to go get it I'm marching, I'm flipping Chilling with killers Professional rippers Paper is short Cut their fingers, they missing Run in your place Get the dro and the fifty Taking the safe, hit the curve Then I'm dipping Chilling with bro Got the smoke and the sickness Gucci, I'm fitted My swagger worth millions I put a four in a Sprite Now I'm gliding I might be high But I'm moving in silence Do not approach me You know that I'm violent Watch how you speak 'Cause these people be dying Put it on God It's the truth, yeah, no lie Most of my G's They be locked up for life Put it on God That's the truth, ain't no lie All of my slimes Put they life on the line Paper paper fold up We Texas stay poured up My K stay load up My K stay load up My gang, gang get money We bank, bank we drummin Mexicano como Chente Got gold in my diente Paper paper fold up We Texas stay poured up My K stay load up My K stay load up My gang, gang get money We bank, bank we drummin Mexicano como Chente Got gold in my diente
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