YKK & King Kurt Raps - Houston 4 Lyrics

I got fast cars
Yeezy shoes, Gucci on my belt
I got bad bitches
Models twerkin head to the motel
If you pullin out a bag
We don't roll unless it smell
If it stank I brought a pack
We gon smoke till we can't spell
Shit be bumping all night
Bitch we gon bring the booze
You're not invited don't hop over
Less you bring that gin and juice
If she boring I don't answer
Still I f*ck her till she snooze
She only want me cause I got designer
All up on my shoes
Aye
Piss, on my wrist
No roof on the whip
I can't ever wife no bitch
I just f*ck her then I dip
Got your bitch, bet she strip
On her knees she take the dick
I pull up unload a clip
Say she like my diamonds drip
Smashing all these chicks
Destroy the pussy kamikaze
I got bitches all on top me
John Cena never saw me
Bitch no critics ever stop me
Bitch your crew can ever drop me
Bitch no fortnite you can't knock me
Bitch you and what army
Bitch I'm up in the clouds
You still chilling on the surface
I'll be going platinum
When your gone nobody heard shit
Bitch your cup be filling white
While my cup be filling purple
Shit don't come on silver platters
Bitch we all gon have to earn shit
Try to talk a lot of shit
Bitch come check my position
I got listens I got visions
And I be f*cking these bitches
Try to hate, but f*ck you say
Bitch we stacking these millions
On the come up, with no condom
Butt f*ck your opinions
I got fast cars
Yeezy shoes, Gucci on my belt
I got bad bitches
Models twerkin head to the motel
If you pullin out a bag
We don't roll unless it smell
If it stank I brought a pack
We gon smoke till we can't spell
Shit be bumping all night
Bitch we gon bring the booze
You're not invited don't hop over
Less you bring that gin and juice
If she boring I don't answer
Still I f*ck her till she snooze
She only want me cause I got designer
All up on my shoes (f*ck)
Ladies grab my clothes
They grabbing on my t shirt
Only wanna f*ck me
Cause they knowing that I'm king kurt
Bitches clap their hands
Keep applause up on the bleacher
Teach her brand new things
My girl is calling me a teacher
Ruler of the century give me time call me stalin
Rapper wanna feature cause they hear me and know I'm ballin
Picking up the phone like spongebob man no ones callin
But I throw the first punch people know I'm brawlin
I flex with what I do
Don't call me boo I know your hoeing
People call me up they say I'm up
They don't know where I'm going
Pussy was so wet called a bet then I go rowing
Bitches call me frosty i'm so frosty only when it's snowing
Grind up on your chick like she's my board she want the dick
I step out in public people hoard ladies want the sword.
And I Touch their vocal chord
Get her on the knees and she callin me the lord
I just scored
BITCH