This is a song about "Why would i come to texas"

High as fuck, no vinny chase, i just need my henny straight

Or a come-up, whos to say? i know i got bangers, why not get paid?

He would probably come in stores like "i invented existence

These hoes thuggin, these nigga's bitches don’t know the difference

If you know like i know, you should lie low

Why didn't you come back, tell me what i didn't know

And the only word i can come up with god is why... why..

I don't wanna come down from this love i got on high

So while i hold this bottle of ciroc with a hand full of ass

I hope that the man behind that mask would come out from the glass/

I got a shorty name texas and

Lean like the side of the shoe on a giant

I heard if you built it then they would come,

And if you not convinced keep on promotin' them

I'm realistic, why would i be kidding?

There'd still be niggas out killing