Don’t Mess Wit Texas (Explicit)

Put your stones in dust and worn

South Coast raised and born

Have a place you get broke loose and catch the Texas long horn

Up that a*s

When I blast

Claimin' South East H Town

Bakin' cakes stackin' hate makin' playahaters break down

If you're lookin' for an exit

Cause Houston on the wreck s**t

T e x a s is the state you don't mess wit

Cock the tech

Spit

And check s**t to vest

Where respect s**t from north to east

Well connected with the west

It's the 3rd Coast creepin' 'round the corner

Rockin' birds

Sippin' serb

Puffin' m*******a

Screwed Up Click roll deep and we kick it Down South

Pop the lip

Try to trip

Get you with the sawed off

Find your boy

Bring the north twelve Atlant' on the map

Bailin' through the Texas street with my hand on my strap

Every hour on the hour born doubtin' bout rexis

Leaving you chestless if you're vestless

Don't mess wit Texas

Ashes to ashes

Dust to dust

Texas

That's us

And in glocks we trust

Cause uh

Ashes to ashes

Dust to dust

Glock 9's we bust and there's no f**king wit us

Cause uh

Marsh s**t don't thrill me

Haters wanna kill me

Lil' Keke representin' Texas

So try to feel me

Marsh s**t don't thrill me

Haters wanna kill me

Southside Houston

Texas

So try to feel me

Cross the line at the point

To this lonestar state

And create drastic c's

Lil' the kid can't make

Bustin' sounds out in the Talon to this world wide tower

Take myself and then I bust

The other 9 don't matter

Ain't no wustle in Calies I used to think that was slow

It's automatics that'll catch you at this Texan's front do'

Lifestyles like Frank White

Facin' Kapone

Stackin' cheese

Takin' my keys

When you went through the zone

Tell your colleage you won't want this

North sides took over

9 times out of 10 I makin' it out

I doubt it

Fairy tales and riddles

Cut you sweet down the middle

Fill in with w**d to succeed how I'm plottin' to kill ya

Cowboys and neeyas

Gangbangers and d**eslangers

Pull the Southern angle glock 2 1 in the chamber

So Lisa Lee

To the publicist who not try test us

You find yourself restless tryin' to f**k with Texas

Ashes to ashes

Dust to dust

Texas

That's us

And in glocks we trust

Cause uh

Ashes to ashes

Dust to dust

Glock 9's we bust and there's no f**king wit us

Cause uh

Marsh s**t don't thrill me

Haters wanna kill me

Lil' Keke representin' Texas

So try to feel me

Marsh s**t don't thrill me

Haters wanna kill me

Southside Houston

Texas

So try to feel me

Feel the ill

Yield the yield

Texas hands no fear

Strapped with full metal gear

Makin' it loud and clear

Takin' advantage

You can't manage

I'm a Southside avouce

So lay it down

Or be found

As the chains of massacre

I'm askin' ya to chill

Better yet try to feel

Stackin' mills down the kilo

Gang related for real

Here's the deal

9 to 10

Everythang I want even

If I'm in then you spin

Here's the key to the Benz

F**k a friend in this game

Cause it's all about greed

Tech 9

Red beam

And a murderin' team

Yeah we're close to the border so won't you put in your order

Pound of w**d

Chug of water

Half a chicken or quarter

Puffin' harder at the bottom cause we gainin' respect

Might check

I select

Soly Texas connected

You respected Ke to hate

But I set it all straight

Brain or chest plate

It's the lonestar state

Ashes to ashes

Dust to dust

Texas

That's us

And in glocks we trust

Cause uh

Ashes to ashes

Dust to dust

Glock 9's we bust and there's no f**king wit us

Cause uh

Marsh s**t don't thrill me

Haters wanna kill me

Lil' Keke representin' Texas

So try to feel me

Marsh s**t don't thrill me

Haters wanna kill me

Southside Houston

Texas

So try to feel me