[Chorus - Terrance Jayy]
H-Town in my cup, OG in my blunt
Crenshaw on my shirt, German on my stunt
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[Verse 1 - Word Play]
H-Town in my cup, Last Kings on my cup
Her head is on my cup, but I ain't got a cup
Imma eat that box, but you gotta ride my face
Ass like Blac Chyna, Shakira in the face
Always Backpacked Up, Honda Boys with Remsteez
Last Kings on the shirt, AE on the jeans
Eyes so damn low, I'm related to Bruce Li
My girl fuck like Kapri Styles and she only fuck with me
To the right is Xannies, to the left is Oxy's
Tonio is you turned up, bitch I might be
If there ain't substances in my body, I ain't going to your damn party
Weed, shrooms, liquor, molly, that's my type of party, got that!

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[Verse 2 - Dukesta]
The moves I make is major, I'm faded like a taper
On purple like the Laker's, with a pocket full of paper
Lil' mom on Blue Dream, trying out new things
The swag high def, the boy too clean, pint of that Sprite, just for the lean
Gone, faded, no other way to say it
My phone gone must've misplaced it, it all started out with the basics
I meet your girl, get her number, no time to wonder, she hot on summer
Do what she wanna, put it on her, leave her eyes closed, Zumba Zumba
Keep Cali in my gang, Franklin on my cash
Mitchell on my head, Levi's on my ass
Getting to the money, no time for the luck
The cake be raising up, I'm leaning like I got a little

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[Verse 3 - S3TBXK]
Yo I'm feeling like it's crunch time, damn near make it to lunchtime
She speechless like 4 mimes, I'm taking over like that one time
Word Play got flame lines, we the Laker's in '09
Slum Anthem, it's game time, my blunts look like 10 vines
I'm showing y'all I'm the best out, making hits like that Mike Trout
We'll fuck around and get a shutout 'cause we the best, no doubt
I told y'all we relentless, best not forget this
Don't hear from your friend's list, 'cause we taking off like nitrous
How long till we get famous, 'cause right now it seems like ages
And how come we still nameless, and white cops killing teenagers
How long till we get famous, 'cause right now it seems like ages
And how come we still nameless, and white cops killing teenagers...

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[Verse 4 - Von Poppi]
I got a loud blunt, Yung Double D n***a I'm known to stunt
Never known to front, woah, hold it up I'm rolling up
And your girl right now she 'bout to gon ahead and turn it up
I got that H-Town in my cup, Crenshaw on my shirt, Ink Mob yeah we put in work
If your girl a treat she gon be my dessert
And I'm getting to the money for the better and for the worse
Yeah I hope it works, yeah I put in work
Even till they put me in a hearse, and they bury me down in the dirt
Yeah I'm a rap addict while y'all super whack at it
I just took a crack it, now I got a bad habit
'Cause this shit come automatic it'll make you wish that you could have it
'Cause it got me spitting fire just like a fucking dragon, n***a!

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