This Houston Lyrics

The drill got a different feel

When its fresh outta Texas

Deep down in the south

They know we move a

Lil reckless

Swangas all on the car

And we double cupd' up for

Breakfast

Trill drill dont get killed

For tryin to reach for my

Necklace

Upd the 30 give up the birdy

Or we'll do you dirty

Outta Towners look worried

They bout to leave in a hurry

Im telling em now

Dont cap or look

We taking you down

This the plugs playground

But we aint fuckin around

Lil bro gon trim up yo fade

kuzzo gon knock out a Loch

Famo been clutchin the Glock

Fonem been whippin the Pot

Essaes on Go with the boats

You know we hustle a lot

I got the mind of a G

I gotta keep it on lock

They want the case for the 12

But they gon pay the 16

And what the fuck do you mean

We cornered the market on lean

Slow loud and banging im stangin

Until im makin my cheese

New generation of screw

Whole world dun turned into

Fiends.

This Houston Nigga

Trill Drill

We'll up that bitch on you and to mamma

And do you dirty

Up that bitch on you in a club

It aint no love

South side fulla jackers

Nawf side fulla plugs

Better chunk up a deuce

Before you ball up your mug

All on the loop in the hoopty

We bout to slang em them slugs

That 30 blowing kisses while that

Nina give em a hug

These hoes been selling the pussy

These niggas Tweak offa drugs

You gon smell my cologne if you

Tryin to leave with a buzz

In my pocket a rocket

Dont make me shoot up this club

This the B Hive ;

we be live my home in the hub

We aint riding no horses the dog food in a Tub

You better check on yo people just make sure thats

Understood.

This Houston Nigga

Trill Drill