I don't have me to look and clean at 50-15.
Everybody know big slim when I hit the scene.
No Moline, we already tired.
I'm on sugar daddy status if you find who you're hired.
Tag's been expired, ain't drove this all year.
Had to pull out and show out,
let them know I'm still here.
Trump beating in the rear,
sounding like it's about to blow.
While I get a lot of show riding by real slow.
H-town, it don't get no better.
I'm gripping on wood grain,
leaning on the leather.
Catch
me strutting through the South side.
I might just exit off 288.
16.
Make the loop back to 45. Let's go.
Say,
still swimming in bad women, I'm such a vibe.
If they saying a kingdom jealous,
I might be riding electric.
That mean the moat quiet.
Straight out the kitchen, that bacon so defried.
I was rapping and selling rocks on Hershey block.
Now it's pictures and autographs at every stop.
Vanilla spooch,
she the truth and yes,
the cool mind.
I got a cute little package and she for sure fine.
Skating blind, a foreigner, yes, the big mind.
You ready to leave, then this the right time.
Cause we here to stay.
Them here to play.
Ducky 713, I rep it every day.
You can find yourself.