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[Chorus: Kream]
Pimp C, drinkin' Big Moe
Never tipsy, and bang slow
Yellow bone freak, up my dope
Leather suede seats, good Cali
Big backwoods filled up with grams
Half a in a Sprite, call it A$AP Yams
Money good, weed good, but my bad
Grippin' grain, homie, I ain't in a slab

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

Maxo Kream]
Sippin' C, drinkin' Big Moe
tipsy, swang and bang slow
Yellow freak, rollin' up my dope
Leather suede seats, good smoke
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 ain't swangin' in a

2: Killa Kyleon]
Cadillac full of that
I got Ferg me pourin' up drank
A red bone shotgun on my
out of Ike [?]
Keep bags like a nigga Saint
Uptown on my one, two,
Cigarillo stay full of piff
Get money ASAP but a ain't TIP
So of ballin' [?]
Cause I chase it daily, no
I'm wood holdin', my top foldin', stop tryin' to but I can't
H-Town staff shit
Actin' like a never had shit
A racks when I pass shit
Your main ho, my last
Arm in water, pull one out the
Double cup, sippin' Freddy
Southside, I'm a Houston
these ankles when I maneuver
Tippin', like a strippin', sittin' on a glass [?] when I'm sippin'
My top missin', when you see me
Gun on my waist but a nigga trippin' (baw)

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