Texaco

[Intro] Metro Boomin want some more, nigga Metro Boomin, you want some motherfucking more, nigga? Step full of alcohols, look at my jewels Ayy, I'm fresh as fuck, I'm looking casual Can't walk with that bitch, why? 'Cause she's ran through I got all Grants and Benjis, I don't fuck with Samuel I'm a boss, bitch, ain't nothin' I can't handle Hit up Louis dot-com, order my dog some sandals My dog get the bitches, yeah, more than you You think it's WWF, how my chopper slam you You want me to cop a foreign, well, I need a hundo I think my nine off the Xans, and I ain't talking Rondo I need me a ho from Brazil, a ho from Mexico I just passed the ho some Kleenex, I won't bless a ho Want a Grammy, yeah, yeah, bitch, I get young and reckless, ho Meet me at the Shell 'cause I don't fuck with Texaco, no