East Texas Intro Video (MV)

Aye, it's a stick up, 20 shots with a stick like a pickup
Smoking gas with the pack and we lit up, no advance
Yami ran with the tip up, Shawty kissing the tip tell her
Lip up, when she swallow my kids she gone lick up
Yeah she nasty, but i can't kiss her
Rolling niggas like backwoods, swisher's, flow
Incredible spitting out pictures, counting decimals
Me and my niggas, triple seven you read us like scriptures
But don't fizz up they gone miss ya, getting guap like i'm
Knocking off misters, i'm a hitman, imma get ya
My demeanor is some like a tissue, wipe his nose little nigga
Had issues, I ain't banging on wax, i ain't diss you
Rather clip you in person like tin shoes, stomp a nigga he thinking
It's dense hooves, causing havoc they saying we bad news
Thirty eight gonna bless you no achoo, what you thought
I'm a hoe, now you bat food, bullet rip he gone chew 'em like
Cashews, he a natural, but he cap too, when I cruise in my city
I pack deuce, suckers jealous like shitty cuz , mad fools
Heard that talking you thinking bout blast who? Self defense
Number one imma crack you, leave you open like bottoms on Baboons
Hollow timber gone leave 'em like Magoo
Leave him smoking like myanmar, rangoon
F*ck the industry real niggas taboo
F*ck em, seven
Yami, yeah , aye, know imma do it, know imma do it , know imma Shoot it
Know imma do it, know imma do it, yeah
Know imma do it, know Imma do it, know imma shoot it
Know imma do it, know imma do it