Lyrics

Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah if looks could kill I'll probably be locked up for murder Yeah I'm rocking the stage out in this bitch with my shirt off Yeah I'm smoking on big much on some shit you ain't heard of Yeah We gon slide with that big chop, we gon make him run hurdles Yeah And you know I get packs for free In the trap it's a shopping spree I be sipping on texas tea (I be sipping on texas tea) (I be sipping on texas tea) Yuh If looks could kill I'll probably be out on the run Uh, my dawg made bond he still be outside with that gun (slide) Fell in love with the stage used to do it for fun Uh, I wanna just rage but theres smoke in my lungs Yeah, Im out of the cage going ape on the song (slide) Had my ex bitch amazed didn't know that I sung (skrt) I can get that boy wiped down by the raise of my the thumb Yeah, we ride around top down in the heat of the sun (yeah, we ride around top down in the heat of the sun) (yeah, we ride around top down in the heat of the sun) Yeah if looks could kill I'll probably be locked up for murder Yeah I'm rocking the stage out in this bitch with my shirt off Yeah I'm smoking on big much on some shit you ain't heard of Yeah We gon slide with that big chop, we gon make him run hurdles Yeah And you know I get packs for free In the trap it's a shopping spree I be sipping on texas tea (I be sipping on texas tea) (I be sipping on texas tea)
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