J.R. Donato - Texas lyrics

[Intro: J.R. Donato} Take sips give me cups Of the mothaf**in purp... Texas..aye..aye Tryna find myself, get comfortable.. Look....uh..aye..look [Verse 1: J.R. Donato] Uh, coolin' with the Jetsons' Take sips gimme cups of the Texas In the Benz while im stuntin' on my exes' Put it to your chest Who the f** you playin chest with? Eight with the beam and its precious 87' with the most we on ess** CBS on my mothaf**in' necklace Spit game break a b**h like tetris Scurrtin' in the Benz and im wreckless Make a jug and my n***as on the extras Im a king and you talkin' like a peasant Don't you know that bullsh** is irrelevant? Steppin' in the room feelin' like a elephant Young Donato baby ain't that boy so heaven scent? Young slime puttin hoes in the reverent Lean, lean, shake codeine ain't no smellin it [Chorus: J.R. Donato] What you sippin' on n***a? Texas What them b**hes want n***a? Texas Where them b**hes from n***a? Texas Better get you some n***a, Texas Can't lie keep it chill like, Texas Comin' down what it feel like, Texas Pourin folds on these n***as, Texas Four more on these n***as, Texas [Verse 2: J.R. Donato] Bullsh** we don't honor that So much weed I ain't gotta touch a pound a sack Steppin' in this b**h whole lotta racks Im the acid baby tell me where the problems at Uh, who gone play me now? Talkin' to my dad and he say he proud Get your b**h with the dick she can pay me now Smokin' kush everyday call it daily loud (kush) (say?) Now I keep some money in my pocket, and I pocket rocket Ballin' like the rocket, boxes prolly ostrich n***as wanna stop it, can't change the topic, take a picture crop it Know I keep them P's and them pitchin' like an option Is you tryna leave baby that is not a option It is hard to keep up with these guala's in my pocket All my n***as ballin' keep that cake like Betty Crocker [Chorus: J.R. Donato] What you sippin' on n***a? Texas What them b**hes want n***a? Texas Where them b**hes from n***a? Texas Better get you some n***a, Texas Can't lie keep it chill like, Texas Comin' down what it feel like, Texas Pourin folds on these n***as, Texas Four more on these n***as, Texas [Outro: J.R. Donato] Bad b**hes they want us to smoke em out Smokin' when im pullin up b**h im known for showin' out Im comin' down, we gon keep it trill as f** Texas what we sippin' on, tell that b**h to give it UP Lyrics submitted by: Mike Tomasetti