Текст песни Straight Outta Texas - Joshy

Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye
YNT
The only

Ridin' through Texas
Diamonds my necklace
Fucked a bad bitch, think her name was Alexis
All of my haters be mad when I'm flexin' (Mad when I'm flexin')
Smoking on pressure, it stop the stressin'
Test YNT we gon' teach you a lesson
All the bad bitches come straight outta Texas (Straight outta Texas)
Hold on, aye
I stayed down since a bad ass jit
Ima stand up guy, bitch I gotta get rich
I ain't worried 'bout packs, I ain't worried bout bricks
I'm just worried racks, I ain't worried 'bout chips
Heart been cold for so long, bitch, now I gotta get lit
I'm independent, keep all of my splits
They could keep that 300, get off of my dick, 'cause I'm not signing shit

I'm just tryna' keep my head up on a swivel
Had a threesome with 2 bitches, I was in the middle
When you walk up in the room, you see my ice, It make you chizzle
Bitch I'm on a yellow school bus, I feel like I'm Ms. Frizzle (Go, go, go)
Aye, I just might run up them bands
I got yuh' hoe with my dick in her hands
Flexin she know I'm the man (Uh)
Flexed up, Bitch, on the 'gram (Uh)
Post up, Bitch, strike a pose (Uh)
Diamonds my neck and they froze (Uh)
Can't put my trust in no hoe
Pussy, that's all that I know (Uh)
Can't put no trust in these bitches, they trippin'
I had my back when all of them didn't
Diamonds my neck and they drippin', they drenching
Might roll up a wood full of pain and it's hittin'
I'm on a island surrounded by beautiful women
G-Star all on my jeans, I spilt the lean on my denim
I'm saving yuh' hoe, so don't act like I am the villain

Don't act like the villain now
Come on now, I'm saving yuh' hoe, I ain't taking yuh' hoe, come on
I'ma give her right back
Word to, YNT
Go

Ridin' through Texas
Diamonds my necklace
Fucked a bad bitch, think her name was Alexis
All of my haters be mad when I'm flexin' (Mad when I'm flexin')
Smoking on pressure, it stop the stressin'
Test YNT we gon' teach you a lesson
All the bad bitches come straight outta Texas (Straight outta Texas)
Hold on, aye
I stayed down since a bad ass jit
Ima stand up guy, bitch I gotta get rich
I ain't worried 'bout packs, I ain't worried bout bricks
I'm just worried racks, I ain't worried 'bout chips
Heart been cold for so long, bitch, now I gotta' get lit
I'm independent, keep all of my splits
They could keep that 300, get off of my dick, 'cause I'm not signing shit