187 Skillz E.S.G. (TX)

[Hook]
To murder if I have to
To murder if I have to
To murder if I have to

[Verse 1]
Straight dealin bout 11 on the D-O-T
Dolla signs on my mind cause ain't a thang for free
I'm steady ballin', but never fallin', damn them hoes keep callin'
Is that, that nigga that's on the trigga that's steady hollin'
Off a, couple of dead ones, don't wanna see that red rum
That pistol whip a nigga with that fuckin' infrared son, see
I want it all, cause now it's time to ball
I'm tryna blow up like my name was Biggie Smalls
Past the quarter pound, now break it down as I clown
It's goin down, where's my destination fool in H-Town
So hold your weight now, cause ain't no motherfuckin' lackin'
You're just mackin', Cadillacin', zig zaggin'
That straight pimp game from the South
Now what's it's all it about
With the motherfuckin' diamonds in his mouth
See bloodbasket fill ,this nigga that get your cap peeled
For real I grab that steel, cause you know I got them 187 Skillz

[Hook]