Bigger In Texas lyrics

[Chorus]
Ayy, I'm at the top of my game, I'm who they hate
This sh*t come with the fame, that's how I knew that I made it
I woke up lookin' this good, I'm in my prime, these n*ggas gotta get played
If these b*tches ain't mad, I need to go harder, I can't let 'em think we the same

[Verse 1]
Ass sittin' up like a horse's, pretty like a portrait, mouth full of diamonds and porcelain
b*tch, I know I'm gorgeous, lil' bitty waist, big titties, I don't need no corset
Rich off these endorsements, y'all hoes lazy, always worried 'bout a boyfriend
Pockets gettin' thickеr and thicker, I'm tastin' the money, it look likе I ate a few hundreds
I just hopped on a G6, I'm gettin' head while I'm playin' my Switch, hmm
This n*gga found out about that n*gga, I don't give a f*ck 'cause I'm a pimp, hmm
b*tch, I look good in my throwbacks, look good chubby, I look good slim, hmm
Ignorin' the haters that speak on my body, this pus*y ain't for none of them
Ayy, pullin' hoes scalp back like a scrunchie, tuned in, you subscribe to me monthly
A bum b*tch can't get in my company, surrounded by stars like I'm reppin' my country
Projection, whole lotta projectin', you do the sh*t that you put on the next b*tch
Bet against me, f*ck up your parlay, these n*ggas know I'm the biggest investment

[Chorus]
Hmm, ayy, I'm at the top of my game, I'm who they hate
This sh*t come with the fame, that's how I knew that I made it
I woke up lookin' this good, I'm in my prime, these n*ggas gotta get played
If these b*tches ain't mad, I need to go harder, I can't let 'em think we the same, hmm
[Verse 2]
Everything bigger in Texas, no injections, we at the pole, no elections
b*tch, don't come around me tryna pass out drugs, ho, I ain't poppin' no Teslas
I don't wanna take no pictures, I don't get along with these airhead b*tches, hmm
I don't even know this ho, the b*tch keep beggin' me for attention, hmm
This pimp sh*t ain't nothin' new to me, I knew he was for the community
These hoes love to stick around and get they heart broke, I'ma bounce on a n*gga like booty cheeks
Slide down on the di*k like new sheets
Talk him through it, let him know what to do to me
Y'all hoes treat a n*gga like a death row meal, I treat n*ggas like charcuterie (Ah)
Self-made, asexual, and I'm always on point like a decimal
Irritatin' these b*tches like eczema, I can hang anywhere like a testicle
So much winnin', they thinkin' it's rigged, never thought I would do it this big
I'm the youngest b*tch ownin' her masters, b*tches old as f*ck, stuck in a deal, hmm

[Chorus]
Ayy, I'm at the top of my game, I'm who they hate
This sh*t come with the fame, that's how I knew that I made it
I woke up lookin' this good, I'm in my prime, these n*ggas gotta get played
If these b*tches ain't mad, I need to go harder, I can't let 'em think we the same

[Outro]
I don't wanna be your bestie, these hoes messy, always worried 'bout the next b*tch
Always itchin' for a motherf*ckin' problem, b*tch, ho, please, go get tested
Always beggin' me to crash out with these losers, shut up, enjoy this music
Y'all gon' learn I move on my time and not for none of y'all amusement, hmm