Hometown Lyrics

I know my hometown proud of me

Take a ride around the dirty d

Triple d, Texas-faded I made it

We only upgrading

Big body swinging, the candy paint and gripping grain

We stay the same and I'm Dallas-made

And we like to rage

We party heavy

Big booties bouncing and crowd surfing

The cities burning of opportunity with any person

You quickly learn that the city life is just what you make it

If you fake as fuck then I'll light you up, little powderpuff

I'm drunk as fuck bout to blow up up on the map

In fact, to counteract all the scrubs that be talking smack

Get waxed and shut your trap before stepping to me like that

You just a little snitching bitching that's squealing up in the kitchen

Little piggy getting jiggy with hova and all the bitties

Sitting pretty with missy, Nicki, Cardi, and Lil Dicky

I'm dreaming of a day that's slowly ticking away

So tick tock, don't stop, see me at the tip-top woah

Yo yo, I say do it for the south

I do it for my city

See you rocking with me

Hands in the air

Let me know you rocking with me

I'm burning loud

Rolling deep in my hometown

Shout out Half Past Strange cause you know it's about to go down

So buckle up

Get ready, confetti, this party's popping

Molly's dropping

Lucy's locked in, I'm ready

I love a good ole trip to set the mood of the night

So sit tight, hold on tight, and let me rock with you tonight

We about to blow it up, throw it up

Paper tossing and going up

Like a rocket to the moon and ain't no stopping us blowing up

I'm a menace to society, sobriety got me tired-see

Uppers that get me wired to help me be me entirely

Listen to how they wonder and ponder of my entirety

Doubting me, but admiring

Envy me to inspire me

So thank you

And thank you to my hometown

Any hometown that's looking to just get down

You know my style is impeccably greater than all these haters combined

I'll wine and dine your hateful energy and flip it to mine

Your just in time for the main event

So take a seat and just let me vent

I'm heaven-sent from the angels above, I represent

The lonely stoners who blowing doja and kicking back

I'm talking blunts to the face, edibles, and these dabs

I'm on that heavy smoke-tip till I pass out

I wake and bake on the regular

Where my stoners at

We blowing ounces at the top of the mountain

We aren't ever coming down so quit that fronting and pouting

You a baby back bitch that's probably crying to mommy

So boo hoo wah wah cry me a river you fucking pussy

I got your number to finish you in just any minute

I'd watch what you say and tread oh so lightly little gimmick

Before you hurt yourself or even worse someone else

The choices that you make hold the future of what's at stake yuh