Alamo lyrics

I might have to spit some real sh*t

Ayy

Baby Davy Crocker left my soul back at the Alamo
pus*y boy he an unlucky cat, like a calico
Never gettin tired around the money like a
Better pull up
Rather gettin Falcon like the Georgia Dome
I be with my people they in the city

Cappers never win like Hockey teams in D.C
This money longer than a giraffe neck around my sleeve
Made alot of money just for saying Cheese