From Dallas to Austin

Ayy, who made it? Milan made it, bitch From the D to the A, I ain't talking 'bout Yachty From Dallas to Austin, we got the bitch poppin' I ain't talking 'bout The Beatles or no Rolling Stones But a lot of these niggas they know how I'm rocking These niggas gone paste it right after they copy I'm out in L.A. smoking dope in the lobby Wake up and get money, shit turn to a hobby Can't do what I do 'cause you do it so sloppy My niggas still whip 'til it hard like Jane We do it for profit, we don't do it for fame Nigga tried to threaten me 'bout his sister and shit I'm stomping nigga brains in his head like Cain Whole gang iced up, boy its cold as Alaska I'm straight out of Texas, that's south of Nebraska I never met daddy, that boy was a bastard Finna roll up a 'wood and take of like NASA How I cut bitches off you would think I'm a barber Give a fuck 'bout a Bentley, I'm cool in my Charger My bag still running (Skrrt), this bitch getting lost Keep my shit off the web, bitch, I'm not Peter Parker At first you want bottom, we turned to a starter A whole lot of pints, tryna dunk on Vince Carter We leave 'em for dead like a phone on the charger Play 'round with the gang, bet he won't see tomorrow I still made it out of this bitch full of hate Steady getting to that check, I ain't got time to waste I be rockin' this ice, but don't know how to skate He ain't fuckin' with us, then he just can't relate This ain't Chick-fil-A but come place you an order Lil' Quincho go dumb like he got a disorder I don't post on the 'Gram but I still a record her She give me that noggin' and then I extort her At first it was Dicky but now its Versace These Alexanders, these not no Huarches Her heat talking stiff like he finna come drop me We pull up with iron and get it hot like a Taki (Ayy) The light always green, who the fuck finna stop me? Got a four nick if a nigga too stalky She drive the boat now she itchin' to top me Ayy, she came to the crib tryna do some pilates Stuff that cheese in my pockets, like they quesadillas No new niggas, stay the fuck back, we don't need them My circle can't get bigger than a tortilla I'm mixing this Indica up with Sativa At first it was bad then it got a little good I still got some family stuck in the hood Like my last name Knight, we gon' do 'em Suge Better stay out the way or get rolled like a 'wood We gon' do that boy bad and not say sorry This ain't for a camera, this ain't iCarly Is you ready to ride like a bike or a Harley? We gon' turn this bitch up like a show or a party You could try if you want but it ain't gone be easy Just hit my lil' cousin if you need a peezy They ain't gotta question, I'm riding for sheezy I keep a Kim K like Lil 2z was Yeezy (Baow)