TEXAS RANGERS

Alex Piper, Kamron Curry

OK, my bad
I was busy being gangster
Got some sticks on me, and they hit like Texas Rangers
We some Texas dangers
We could snap just like plastic hangers
Brand new crib, just to make some different bangers

OK, Scummy bag
Life is trash
I'm with all of that
Think I've fallen off
Finna call it off
Then I circled back
Just like racetracks, yeah
Boy I hate that, but I got to get paid
Never get played
OK, fight or flight
How I live, either fight or die
Fire fights
Fight with fire through them summer nights
Like fireflies
Fireworks up in the sky
My fire works
I'm a take my nine
I'm a take my time
Got to get this right
Got to get this bag
Going to change my life, and I'll never look back
Got money on my mind
Third eye, foresight, bitch, I've never been blind
All I know is to keep on rapping
Rap about life so everyday practice
Going to make sure that Wax impacts shit
Going to make stacks but I'm a bit distracted

OK, my bad
I was busy being gangster
Got some sticks on me, and they hit like Texas Rangers
We some Texas dangers
We could snap just like plastic hangers
Brand new crib, just to make some different bangers

Yeah, my life is a movie, but you don't play these clips I load up
10 toes from the floor up
You from neck up
We don't do that here in Texas
Dropping trash ass rappers
We are not the ones to mess with
Mess up trying to get a leg up and get yourself stretched thin
I'll send my best hitters like the Texas Rangers
Good god
Like the Baby born in a blessed manger
Good grief
I'm telling y'all, I done went through all 7 stages
Good job
Damn, it's Almost time for celebration
Good call
Damn, I had to duck all the steady hating
And I might as well sell these pages Cause I'm writing like Hemmingway
High as the living wage
9 in my pillowcase
My niggas mobbing like Kai's doing give aways
Riding the Interstate
I never been afraid banging Wessons
Cause some things you got to learn are dangerous lessons
So, don't anger Texans
You'll be left in the middle of nowhere like Sanger, Texas
Heart's gone, but I'll take a message

OK, my bad
I was busy being gangster
Got some sticks on me, and they hit like Texas Rangers
We some Texas dangers
We could snap just like plastic hangers
Brand new crib, just to make some different bangers

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