Giddy (Trip to Houston) lyrics

My new girl giddy
Today is the first night that I took her out for the city, and
A virgin in my eyes, I asked her who f*cking with me?
I took a trip out to Houston, I asked 'em who f*cking Whitney? I'm back
2 A.M. in the morning, I'm back in the cruise and still backing the snooze
My assistant here packing my jewels, Louis V boxin
Text message, SMS from all my hoes is all toxic
You know how this sh*t goes
Sing it like them n*ggas from the background of this sample
The blood always ask you like it's a crack in someone's ankle
Standin' ovation, my shooters clapping from this angle
Blue lights hitting my ice, I'm laughing as it dangle
All in shambles, your girl is all in angles
I probably mеt her in August and we was all entanglеd
You know the orange black shattered backboards on my feet
Look like all them Bengals
This sh*t remind me of, drivin' the Civic my foot on my pivot[?]
Still kicked it with the juggas, the muggas, crooked and rigid
Scar in they face, tar on their waste
We crooked, fit in, and still cooking in the kitchen
This sh*t was hard to get out, but look it, we did it
Bottega slippers on my feet like I'm bouncing on clouds
I know Danny got me with an ounce of the powerful loud
Light b*tch sweet, I got my haters all poutin', they sour
Whip look like clam chowder, white as Johnson-Johnson powder
My wrist covered in them jewels
And two L's get sparked any time a n*gga do well
Made a new twitch today, hold W's ain't no new L's
Two females, f*ck 'em, they chattin' to they group tells(?)
I crack the Grabba leaf, I smell like I'm just after cheese
Came to DR and PR just for my Latin fiends
I'm all (?), like my enemy or like the greed
f*ck it, whole time I'm rich thinking y'all was lacking cheese