Текст песни Texas Shit - Joshy

Aye
Aye, This that Texas shit
We be on that reckless shit
If anybody got a problem, we put on our boots and get to steppin' quick
Getting money out the mud so you know i'ma flex with it
20 Years married to money, might as well have sex with it (Okay)
Down here we all seek success so when we touch money we flex
I was down bad on my ass when I had broke up with my ex
Now im getting money every day so I can't even stress
Ridin' swangers, grippin' grain, good smoke up in my fuckin' chest

Hardest whiteboy outta' Houston, I know I'm the fuckin' best
And if you don't think the same then we gon put it to the test
I just woke up with a bad bitch and she counting up my checks
Famous hoes they tryna' cuff me but I'm not under arrest
Everything bigger in Texas so she won't settle for less (no she won't, no she won't)
Left hand grippin' on my pole, right hand grippin' up on her breast (damn)

We from Texas bitch
We from Texas, huh
Where you from Texas bitch?
Yea, we from Texas hoe
Where you from Texas bitch?
Yea, we from Texas hoe
Where you from Texas bitch?
Yea, we from Texas hoe

We from Texas, where we sell gas at the Texico
And if you try to try me, best believe that you is next to go
I swear to god im next to blow
You pussy's way up out the door
And if I get in there 'lil bitch i already was in the door, on god
On god
All my money it be large
Real large
Ride around in foriegn cars, cars, yea (Aye)
He a happily married man but his girl wanna' wife me too
If I was broke as fuck like all my haters, I wouldn't like me too
All these people wanna' fight me, shit I wanna fight me too
You gotta' stick to yo' own path and somehow finally see it through

Aye, This that Texas shit
We be on that reckless shit
If anybody got a problem, we put on our boots and get to steppin' quick
Getting money out the mud so you know i'ma flex with it
20 Years married to money, might as well have sex with it (okay)
Down here we all seek success so when we touch money we flex
I was down bad on my ass when I had broke up with my ex
Now im getting money every day so I can't even stress
Ridin' swangers, grippin' grain, good smoke up in my fuckin' chest