[Hook (x2) - Throw'd, the Unstable]
Get the homies, grab the crew, Hennessy, apple juice
Texas, that's how we do. Getting thowed, driving screwed
[Verse 1 - Throw'd, the Unstable]
I pull up, in a blue truck
All the homies stoned, Medusa
Rev the engine, finna bounce
5.7 litre hemi and I'm 40 oz'd
I'm from Texas b**h, no way I drive in one lane
Stop trying to tell that that f**ing sign said one way
Cruising through the heat, if you're trying to complain
Get the f** out my truck, b**h you could sunbathe
Ba** is high, faces low
My baby glide, mop 'n glo
I'm turning hella necks, but it's only 'cause my stereo
I chill in Central Texas, representing San Antonio
Shout out, all my family stay in 210
Fiesta City, yeah that's my home
Driving downtown, all I smell is straight optimos
Have my way with a dime broad in the Alamo
[Hook (x2)]
[Verse 2 - Throw'd, the Unstable]
Nasty hoes down there though and I would never eat them
More blood and semen than cabin f**ing fever
But SATX is my home
Hardcore motherf**er from the 'tone
So many souls are fragile like a house of gla** furniture
Throw'd, the Unstable, and this is Ma** Murderer