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[Chorus: Maxo
Sippin' C, drinkin' Big Moe
tipsy, swang and bang slow
Yellow freak, rollin' up my dope
Leather suede seats, good smoke
Big backwoods filled up five grams
a pint in a Sprite, call it A$AP Yams
Money good, weed good, but my bad
Grippin' grain, homie, I swangin' in a slab

[Verse 1: A$AP
Sippin' on that
Lifted off this
She puffin' I think she [?]
Smokin', West
clique and they locin'
H-Town, we
Trill bitches, they
Cause killas [?]
Rest in peace to Pimp C, I I could styrofoam him
Let him know he got the whole world pourin' and
your wife I fill your loss in cause you lost one of the [?]
I'm gon' keep your legend
That's deep purple in my and
paint I still be rollin'
Ready to cause I'm still on one
From last night, we that whole one
About a pint, now watch the come
Roll one, bet that fill your whole lung with this uncontrolling, choking, blowing, that I got from Cali coast and boss hoggin'

[Chorus: Kream]
Sippin' C, drinkin' Big Moe
Never tipsy, and bang slow
bone freak, rollin' up my dope
Leather suede seats, good Cali
Big backwoods up with five grams
Half a pint in a Sprite, call it A$AP
Money good, good, but my bitches bad
Grippin' grain, homie, I swangin' in a slab

2: Killa Kyleon]
Cadillac full of that
I got with me pourin' up drank
A red bone on my right
out of Ike [?]
Keep bags like a Saint Nick
on my one, two, fifth
Cigarillo stay of that piff
Get ASAP but a nigga ain't TIP
So tired of [?]
I chase it daily, no bank
I'm wood holdin', my top foldin', stop to crawl but I can't
H-Town staff shit
Actin' like a nigga never had
A hundred racks I pass shit
Your ho, my last bitch
Arm in water, one out the cruiser
Double cup, sippin' Krueger
Southside, I'm a Houston
Shakin' ankles when I maneuver
Tippin', like a bitch strippin', sittin' on a glass [?] I'm sippin'
My top missin', you see me dippin'
Gun on my waist but a nigga ain't (baw)

[Chorus: Maxo
Pimp C, drinkin' Big Moe
Never tipsy, and bang slow
bone freak, rollin' up my dope
Leather seats, good Cali smoke
Big backwoods filled up with five
a pint in a Sprite, call it A$AP Yams
Money good, good, but my bitches bad
Grippin' grain, homie, I ain't in a slab