Welcome to Texas Intro

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What? Yeah Uh Uh What? Capone From the bottom to the top, I be stackin' bands (What?) I was broke back then, had to change plans (Yeah) I ain't worried 'bout the haters, man, these niggas fans (What?) Now my neck too cold, I don't need no fan (Uh) Mix the syrup in my soda, now I can't stand (What?) Got the plug on the line, fly out to Japan (Yoom) I was posted in the hood, blick in my pants (What?) She gon' throw it for the team, she knows who's the man (Yeah) Got the drum on the stick, sound like a band (Fa) And my circle real small, I don't need no friends (Nah) If you ain't talkin' profits, I don't give a damn If you ain't talkin' money, nigga, what you sayin'? (Capone) I was broke back then, it was me and Huncho (What?) Catch me in the cut, pourin' lean out the jumbo (Skrt) Gold on my neck got me shinin' like the sun though (What?) Tokyo Drift, catch me switchin' lanes in the Lambo (Skrt) Mix the syrup in my soda, yeah, that's a combo (What?) Told her bend it over, make it clap like a bongo (Skrt-skrt) Movin' like the pack, yeah, we deep like a jungle (Skrt-skrt) Now they see me iced out, they don't see the struggle (Skrt-skrt) Jewelry dancin' on my neck, yeah, they hittin' like they should (What?) Heard they talkin' on my name, meet me in the woods (What?) Mix the syrup in my Fanta, got me feelin' good (Yeah) I ain't never been a phoney, put that on my hood (What?) Cappin' on the net, boy, you're softer than you look (Nah) I was servin' out the section, hustle like I should (What?) Glock pokin' out the hoodie, wish a nigga would (Fa) I ain't never been a hater, get it understood (What?) Remember back then I was strugglin' for some food (Yeah) 10 bad bitches throwin' hundreds in the pool (Uh) COE, my gang, everyday we bang blue Now my money up, I deserve to act a fool From the bottom to the top, I be stackin' bands (What?) I was broke back then, had to change plans (Yeah) I ain't worried 'bout the haters, man, these niggas fans (What?) Now my neck too cold, I don't need no fan (Uh) Mix the syrup in my soda, now I can't stand (What?) Got the plug on the line, fly out to Japan (Yoom) I was posted in the hood, blick in my pants (What?) She gon' throw it for the team, she knows who's the man (Yeah) I was broke back then, it was me and Huncho (Fa) Catch me in the cut, pourin' lean out the jumbo (Nah) Gold on my neck got me shinin' like the sun though Tokyo Drift, catch me switchin' lanes in the Lambo (Capone)