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