Danny Ali - HOUSTON Lyrics

I'd give my life for the kin
I do not need no new bitches
I don't need no new friends
I need new Benz
I need a hundred band stack in my pocket
Bitch I'm a rocket
And I'ma kill it, and I'ma feel it
They not gonna feel me
'Til I make a million
I got a million reasons to be mad
I just leave that in the past
I gotta hop in my bag
I cannot go out so sad
I know that Granny with God and she laugh
Granny just laugh
I look at Granny, we laugh
Me and my Granny, we laugh
Wait up, wait up
Everybody want it 'til they faded
Wait up, Fader
Everybody want it 'til they laid up
I'm on first flight to Houston
I'm on first flight to Houston
I'm on first flight to Houston
I'm on first flight to Houston
Ali so number one, I am the Stunna
Ali so Mozart, Ali so Cozart I keep it three hunna
A nigga try snake me, get played like a fiddle
All gold chain with a O in the middle
Feel like Trinidad James, when I want it I get it
Wait
Who really want it with Killa?
So caged in might go gorilla
Everybody say they real niggas 'til they hit up
No propane when I fill up
Everybody want it 'til they lit up
Everybody want it 'til they lit up
Yeah
That shit knock like Tay Keith
You cannot replace me
You gon' have to play me
Tou gon' have to rewind
But you can never play me
Wait up, wait up
Hit my phone I'm gonna pick up
Wait up, wait up
Everybody want it 'til they laid up
I'm on first flight to Houston
I'm on first flight to Houston
I'm on first flight to Houston
I'm on first flight to Houston
Wait up, wait up
Everybody want it 'til they faded
Wait up, Fader
Everybody want it 'til they laid up
I'm on first flight to Houston
I'm on first flight to Houston
I'm on first flight to Houston
I'm on first flight to Houston

I'd give my life for the kin
I do not need no new bitches
I don't need no new friends
I need new Benz
I need a hundred band stack in my pocket
Bitch I'm a rocket
And I'ma kill it, and I'ma feel it
They not gonna feel me
'Til I make a million
I got a million reasons to be mad
I just leave that in the past
I gotta hop in my bag
I cannot go out so sad
I know that Granny with God and she laugh
Granny just laugh
I look at Granny, we laugh
Me and my Granny, we laugh
Wait up, wait up
Everybody want it 'til they faded
Wait up, Fader
Everybody want it 'til they laid up
I'm on first flight to Houston
I'm on first flight to Houston
I'm on first flight to Houston
I'm on first flight to Houston
Ali so number one, I am the Stunna
Ali so Mozart, Ali so Cozart I keep it three hunna
A nigga try snake me, get played like a fiddle
All gold chain with a O in the middle
Feel like Trinidad James, when I want it I get it
Wait
Who really want it with Killa?
So caged in might go gorilla
Everybody say they real niggas 'til they hit up
No propane when I fill up
Everybody want it 'til they lit up
Everybody want it 'til they lit up
Yeah
That shit knock like Tay Keith
You cannot replace me
You gon' have to play me
Tou gon' have to rewind
But you can never play me
Wait up, wait up
Hit my phone I'm gonna pick up
Wait up, wait up
Everybody want it 'til they laid up
I'm on first flight to Houston
I'm on first flight to Houston
I'm on first flight to Houston
I'm on first flight to Houston
Wait up, wait up
Everybody want it 'til they faded
Wait up, Fader
Everybody want it 'til they laid up
I'm on first flight to Houston
I'm on first flight to Houston
I'm on first flight to Houston
I'm on first flight to Houston