Текст песни Houston! - Ybdd

I told him don't fuck with her
Cause that is a silly bitch
Two big glocks on my body I'm never out in the city bitch
I'm popping out when I'm filthy rich
She bussing out make me sea sick
I'm thirty'd out with a beam bitch
Fucking with me get too seeing shit
I got the gun get too blowin it
I'm done with the gun needa new clip
I'm done clapping buns you ain't know shit
Body on body the gun in the tote bitch
I can make you feel good
Money make feel good
Uhhh, yeah
I killed the bitch now it's body on body
Bitch stop popping the mollies
I get too drummin the tommy
Cause your bitch she like it
I get too fucking in Houston
Sometimes I be forgetting what I'm doing
I get the money them blues in
Right in Houston
What she doin?
Get the movement
Right in Houston
Right in Houston
Right in Houston
Slat
I gotta body on body this bitch going crazy keep popping the mollies
I cannot fuck with this bitch
Keep on running her mouth get too sticking up
Yeah I got too sticking that bitch up
Bitch Up
Yeah I got too sticking that bitch up
Bitch Up
Cause she keep taking the dick up
But the bitch uhh she keep on comin back somehow
Aye somebody turn my- turn my auto tune up
I gotta bitch on my body
I told him don't fuck with her
Cause that is a silly bitch
Two big glocks in my body I'm never out in the city bitch
I'm popping out when I'm filthy rich
She bussing out make me sea sick
I'm thirty'd out with a beam bitch
Fucking with me get too seeing shit
I got the gun get too blowin it
I'm done with the gun needa new clip
I'm done clapping buns you ain't know shit
Body on Body
The gun in the tote bitch
The gun in the tote
The gun in tote bitch
The gun in the tote
Uh
I killed a bitch now it's body on body
Bitch stop poppin the mollies
I get too drummin' the tommy
Cause your bitch she like it
I get too fucking in houston
Sometimes i be forgetting what im doing
I get the money them blues in
Right in houston