Nawfside H-Town Lyrics

Okay earth, we've had a problem here

This is Houston, say again, please

Uh, Houston we have a problem

Aye

Big YNT shit man

Hold on, (yea, yea, yea)

Whole lotta', whole lotta' racks

Aye

Nawfside H-Town, that's what I'm reppin'

Always on point, yea I'm toting my weapon

Been making money since I was 11

Make one wrong move you get sent up to heaven (sent up to heaven)

Zaza, Og, that's what im sellin'

Smoking on pressure its hard not to smell it

They asking for prices it's hard not to sell it

If he get caught by the laws ain't no tellin (on god)

I swerve the big body, widebody, straight off the road (the road)

I got a cup full of mud got me feeling real throwed (real throwed)

No you ain't having this gas that we smoke (we smoke)

You better stay in the house and go do what you told (you told)

Watch me laugh to the bank but this shit not a joke (shit not a joke)

I make yuh' bitch touch her toes

All of my diamonds on froze

I walk in the bank and im making it close (woah, woah)

Yea im making it close

I started getting some money now really thats all that I know

Keep a choppa' with me cause it's murder she wrote

They was sleepin' on me, I bet now they'll be woke

On the 'gram with yo' bitch ima' flex with yuh' hoe

Ima' do my 'lil dance while i undress yuh' hoe (woah, woah, woah,)

On gang

Diamonds my neck and my chain

Fuck all them jewlers i want Johnny Dang

Hit that hoe from the back, got her in pain

When I'm in the club i be making it rain

I'm staying true to the game

I could never change, im staying the same

Suck it up 'lil bitch, don't leave a stain

I'm giving her good dick while she screaming my name

Aye

Nawfside H-Town, that's what I'm reppin'

Always on point, yea I'm toting my weapon

Been making money since I was 11

Make one wrong move you get sent up to heaven (sent up to heaven)

Zaza, Og, that's what im sellin'

Smoking on pressure its hard not to smell it

They asking for prices it's hard not to sell it

If he get caught by the laws ain't no tellin