Hole In A Cup

Aye, Big Texas
 Aye, look out
 They don't like how I came through dripping like a hole in a cup
 Everything Texas when I'm rolling it up
 Bitch throw it back, whatchu holding it for
 By the end of the night I be folding you up
 Hoe on my line, she been blowing me up
 Put her on game, know I'm cold in the clutch
 True on one thing is nigga I ain't gon' touch
 On my way to the block, you was waiting on a bus
 Everybody armed, where the bows at
 I'm welcome everywhere like a doormat
 But back to the script, where the hoes at
 And gon' put that ass where the floor at
 When I'm gone in this bitch ain't no catching up
 Ain't gon' lie this hoe green as a 7UP
 I was addressing this pressure, no letting up
 Let me hit from the back in these Ethika's
 I can tell she was tipsy and knowing she with it
 I gave her a minute to handle her business
 So fuck with a swap, I'ma go in the city
 Bro lookin for her, he dont know that she missing
 Be mine for the night, we ain't catchin no feelings
 Ain't nothing but haymakers whenever I hit it
 And we on the way, she so anxious to get it
 You fine but sit back before we get a ticket
 Fuck a wave, I don't know how to surf
 Get this hoe, she on me like a shirt
 Unemployed but I put her to work
 Put that 40 up under your skirt
 And you been in my face since the moment you came
 That ain't no issue go do your lil' thang
 Fuck with a Crip and you wont be the same
 I hit her once and she, aye
 They don't like how I came through dripping like a hole in a cup
 Everything Texas when I'm rolling it up
 Bitch throw it back, whatchu holding it for
 By the end of the night I be folding you up
 Hoe on my line, she been blowing me up
 Put her on game, know I'm cold in the clutch
 True on one thing is nigga I ain't gon' touch
 On my way to the block, you was waiting on the bus
 They don't like how I came through dripping like a hole in a cup
 Everything Texas when I'm rolling it up
 Bitch throw it back, whatchu holding it for
 By the end of the night I be folding you up
 Hoe on my line, she been blowing me up
 Put her on game, know I'm cold in the clutch
 True on one thing is nigga I ain't gon' touch
 On my way to the block, you was waiting on the bus