Big Belts Texas lyrics

[Verse]
I crashed out the Tesla
Fly like a wrestler
He don't want pressure, uh yuh yuh
I ride with his press sh*t
Block and extension
f*ck n*gga step up, yuh yuh
Hanging out the window at the Weston
Might find an Asian b*tch treat her like my best friend, yuh
Her boyfriend know he a square
His whole look like it’s going through depression, yuh
This f*ck n*gga better not dare
I don't give a f*ck who the f*ck is he testing, yuh
Which outfit should I wear?
Prada and Céline go together like a pair, yuh yuh
I don't give a f*ck if she stare
She sitting on all fours just like a chair, yuh
I don’t give a give a f*ck if he hating
At the end of the day why the f*ck should I care? Uh
I'm flexing and the sh*t ain't fair
That they signed Kodie up as an NBA player, uh yuh
Flashback Kodie blonde hair
Blue-eyed n*gga feel like Rick Flair, uh yuh
I don't trust no thotties
I don't trust this new big body, uh
I got a Maserati
Crashed that b*tch and I bought a Bugatti, yuh
Lil b*tch please don't start me
You keep playing Cardi but your ass not RC, huh
Up late please don't worry
I'm out here flirting feeling like Curry, yuh
Gucci with the shot no purp-y
I got iced-out whips and they lurking, yuh
Up late lurking, yuh yuh b*tch I’m up late lurking, yuh
Yuh yuh
I crashed out the Tesla
Fly like a wrestler
He don’t want pressure, yuh yuh uh
I crashed out the Tesla
Fly like a wrestler
He don't want pressure, yuh yuh uh
I got depression
I got that motherf*cking depression
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