Haloo! - houston Lyrics

(hahaha!)
I'm in Houston, might fly to the gyatt (gyatt)
Shawty say that she love me bitch, where is it at
Choppa's shoot fast like an air attack (bah bah!)
These Niggas talk crazy, you know I get back
Bubblegum baby with bubblegum ass
Shi You know how it go (uhuh)
Okay
You know how we roll (yuh)
Okay
You know how it go
Oh, hold up, just listen
I get the money, you know I been pimpin'
Big ol' watch, it shine like Ben 10
And a big ol' Glock, put a nigga in a sentence
I love my chopper, my chopper eat brains
I'm f*ckin' your bitch, yea we f*ckin' for days
I count up the money and all type of ways
I'm sippin' that wock, that shit got me cray'
Uh, no "Jace"
They callin' me Uzi, I'm breakin' the bank
F*ckin' your groupie, she wet like a saint
My diamonds they holy, they shine like a lake
Okay, I'm gettin' the pay (mhm)
The 10 to 20 to bank (oooh)
Lil nigga, you know they ain't fake
I sip on the wock, they pour me the drank
Cant love on no thot, they treat me the same
Listen or not, look at my name
Glock on my hip, while I'm totin' that bang
F*ck all the sad shit, lets get bank
I walk in the bank
I f*ck on your bitch while I'm smokin' on the dank
She said you a "Groupie" she said you a "lame"
Honestly, why do you even complain
I keep me a stick, these niggas pretain
Patek on my wrist, I made that shit blang (bling!)
I walk in the party gave me all the fame
Now all these bitches they knowin' my name (hey!)
(f*ck!) im wit a 10
Im wit these niggas they know im the (uh)
Cant f*ck wit bitches they get all the (uh)
Big ol' pole, I keep my Nina
I keep my, f*ck, yeah, that big ol' pole
I keep my, (houston!)
I'm in Houston, might fly to the gyatt (gyatt)
Shawty say that she love me bitch, where is it at (gyatt!)
Choppa's shoot fast like an AR attack (bah bah!)
These Niggas talk crazy, you know I get back
Bubblegum baby with bubblegum ass
Shi You know how it go (brrrr) (okay okay!)
Okay
You know how we roll (yuh)
Okay
You know how it go (brrrr)
Oh, hold up, just listen
I get the money, you know I been pimpin'
Big ol' watch, it shine like Ben 10
And a big ol' Glock, put a nigga in a sentence
I love my chopper, my chopper eat brains
I'm f*ckin' your bitch, yea we f*ckin' for days
I count up the money and all type of ways
I'm sippin' that wock, that shit got me cray'
Uh, no "Jace"
They callin' me Uzi, I'm breakin' the bank
F*ckin' your groupie, she wet like a saint
My diamonds they holy, they shine like a lake (bling)
(I ride wit that K)
(these bitches they f*ck for the fame)
(oh woah)
I'm on, I'm on
Okay, you send me that Pack
Nigga, big air attack
(hahaha!)