(Hook)
It's something in the air,
It's something in the water.
'Cause nothing can compare
To comin' from the bayou.

V. 1
I'ma do it one time for the H-tiine
Got a mangonada and taco on my plate now.
I dun' came diine but I'm not talkin' rain,
I'm talkin 'bout the rhyme and my shot in the game.

'Cause I'm postin' up, like I'm supposed to open up.
And if the goal ain't close, you wasn't close enough.
And I was told to hold up I wasn't old enough
Until I folded my flush with a golden bluff.

Now come on baby, power up wit' me.
Down I-45, and I'll take the lead
Nawffside, dat souff, -10 west or east.
It's just something 'bout this city that's ecstasy

We ride slow, bang screw, in the Texas heat.
If she want to bang more, I got an extra seat.
The she fold her legs, look bold next to me.
Bowlegged, but them bows just legs to me. ;D

Ain't hoes if the hoes keep blessin' me
Got a flirty mamacita with a sexy peach.
If you take a photo, don't forget to mention me,
It's respect over attention most essentially.

Then she slide in my ride, no request from me.
She said she diine with the tiine,
She don't expect to leave.

(Hook)

V. 2

Got to keep it up, no spoiling the sentiment.
Ghetto air freshener, boiling the cinnamon.
I remember days when i really couldn't stray that far.
Singin' "Wanna be a Baller." Always say that part..

'Cause I love where I stay, Fuck a change of heart
Switch slab for a plane? I wouldn't trade the car.
Switch lanes, not the swag, I'm 'bout the damn same homie.
Grip grain, not to brag, NoT a damn stain on me. ;D

And I've never been the type to "BE SOMEONE ELSE"
Stay true to you, and the ones that's always wishing you well.
You got to stick to those. Keep your friends tight and your enemies close.
But say they want to hate and perpetrate, then they can
Suck my ASStrodome. ;D

So now I'm out here grinding.
People showin' love who used to walk right by me.
People I don't know sayin I'm from vine,
Tell me what you think about this link to MC i Ckan Ryme please?

HHmMmmmm I ain't heard a flow like this.
Kinda makes me want to bust flows in a mosh pit.
Kinda want to find out more of this rhyme kid.
I really dig this city's Styrofoams full of violet.

(Hook)