letra de h-town - wtm solid
[verse 1]
with a ball in my court, know this sh-t don’t mean nothin’
he got that green-ass pop, sh-t look like a street sign
made lil’ baby come up off the head like she doin’ freestyles
way sh-t goin’, swear i feel like pac, all eyes on me now
yeah, my n-gga, go ‘head, shoot your shot, i’ma clean the rebound
n-gga burnin’ bridges ’cause he finished, seen that sh-t too many times
[chorus]
toss my n-gga ace of chase, he wiped that b-tch clean out
ooh, that’s mad racks, bustin’ on her, had to wipe her down, boosie badazz
i be wonderin’ what the f-ck i’m doin’, make ’em mad at me
i’m that n-gga, 2k for a f-ckin’ backpack
[verse 2]
snake on my head, fn hit him where his hat at
we’ve been ballin’ for so long, f-ck our super max at
the sh-t you seen, i seen that sh-t twice, i’m like grandad
goin’ rack for rack with us, we throwin’ racks until they laugh at you
he know i hit his b-tch, he can’t even f-ck, he havin’ flashbacks
y’all just crash out, hit each other like mark sanchez
dms, that’s like my f-ckin’ brother, brook and robin lopez
b-tches need this, n-ggas need that, i can’t even spend my own bread
i’m pouring mud in h-town with a b-tch that’s thicker than cornbread
can’t use my lil’ n-gga, use your own legs
run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up what my soul sayin’
cut into a b-tch, i’m tryna rock like uzi, ain’t no role playin’
all my friends green, pink, blue and dead, i ain’t got no friends
all that playin’, if we get to sprayin’, won’t be no chance
we got friends f-ck around, tat the gang on they forehead
here go an m for sittin’ on your ass, said, “no, man”
i’m a goat, i’m a f-ckin’ dog, need four legs
you’s a ho and a f-ckin’ fraud, do no scams
i went shopping just for one coat, told ’em, “four bands”
n-gga, i’m my own man, i’ve been that since we was kids
woke up, n-ggas walk like me, feel like playboi carti now
[chorus]
toss my n-gga ace of chase, he wiped that b-tch clean out
ooh, that’s mad racks, bustin’ on her, had to wipe her down, boosie badazz
i be wonderin’ what the f-ck i’m doin’, make ’em mad at me
i’m that n-gga, 2k for a f-ckin’ backpack
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