Texas Kid Evander Griiim (Ft. Trae tha Truth)

[Chorus: Evander Griiim]
They hated on the kid, till they found out he was raw
They stunted on the kid, till he took off with they brauds
They flexed up on the kid, till he stunted in the mall
He hopped up in the Benz, then he fucking pissed them off
Hopped up in the Benz, just to fucking piss them off
Hopped up in the Benz, just to fucking piss them off

[Verse 1: Evander Griiim]
In that drop-top, in her crop-top
Taking Kodak, with her lockjaw
Got my Kidnies swole, necklace dripped in gold
Got these hoochies throed, throghing 50s, whoa
Scotty Pippin Roles, got all these bitches slippin out of they clothes
More keys like a hobbshe suck dick in a Mazzy
In a drop-top, good climate
Ain't no Popeye's, good combo
Livin in the 5 star in the tropics, pull up in that goddamb new Mazzy
Baby, it's from the road
They gon stunt on the kid, they gon hate on the kid, but this shit getting old
His mama is straight, his walet is thick, and that's all that he knows
They gon hate on the kid, cause the nigga is great, and that's how the story unfolds

[Chorus: Evander Griiim]
They hated on the kid, till they found out he was raw
They stunted on the kid, till he took off with they brauds
They flexed up on the kid, till he stunted in the mall
He hopped up in the Benz, then he fucking pissed them off
Hopped up in the Benz, just to fucking piss them off
Hopped up in the Benz, just to fucking piss them off