Texas Pete lyrics

[Verse 1:]
n*ggas wanna fight
But they hoes wanna f*ck me
If he say it’s up, then it’s up
Like some sweet heat
Yo, b*tch
Wanna use my face as her damn seat
Yes, imma freak
But I damn sure don’t like feet
Pull up on the scene
Just to see what all these n*ggas on
Gun to his ear, like a muhf*ckin’ telephone
b*tch need a life
Bring a knife to a gun fight
My money longer than a belt from OFF—WHITE
Blowing money quicker than a kick from Bruce Lee
Cradle to his grave got me feeling like Jet Lee
DMX
RIP to the best
I’ll Shoot I’m in the head
If I know he got a vest
I’m the best at this sh*t
Gun em’ down like PUBG
Shooting my shot, Green light like Curry
n*ggas be broke, like I asked McFlurry
I’ll make the scene get bloody, like Mary
[Chorus:]
Bang, Bang, Bang
These n*ggas be moving the same
I’m focused on trynna get fame
Bang out, aye
Me and your b*tch we can hang out
f*ck that talking, I just wanna bang out
Ride around, it’s just me and the gang out, yuh

[Verse 2:]
Kids see ghost, like Billy and Mandy
Guns on me, like my name Tom Clancy
Knock a n*gga out if he ever try to test me
Gun a n*gga down and throw his body in the Hefty
I need love
Feel like L-L Cool J
All my Opps dead, gottem sittin’ in a Ashtray
Capped up Kung Lao
Wanna hear gun sounds
Used to be broke
Now a n*gga wear a bust-down
What now?
If he say it’s up, then it’s stuck now
I used to be stressed, I don’t even give a f*ck now
What now?
If he say it’s up, then it’s stuck now
I used to be stressed, I don’t even give a f*ck now
n*gga?
I don’t give a f*ck about n*gga
n*ggas try me, and I’ll love to squeeze a trigger
n*ggas mad, I was young and making six figures
I was in the bed and making money, how you figure
[Chorus:]
Bang, Bang, Bang
These n*ggas be moving the same
I’m focused on trynna get fame
Bang out, aye
Me and your b*tch we can hang out
f*ck that talking, I just wanna bang out
Ride around, it’s just me and the gang out, yuh