HOUSTON FLOW Songtext
von Key Glock

I get dough, ho (let go)
If it′s about money, I'm on my way, pronto (let go)
Yeah, they call me Big Glock, everything I do is jumbo (yeah)
I just bought two Rolls-Royce (yeah), I′m finna buy one more (skrrt, skrrt)

Cutthroat La Familia, baby, it's the head honcho (Glizock)
Opp pack, gun smoke (opp pack), countin' got my arm sore
Damn, I think my thumb broke (ooh), I been countin′ too much
Can′t count me out, I'm countin′ up (I'm countin′ up), yeah
The fuck, nigga? (The fuck?)

Sticked up like I'm campin′ (bah), Balenciaga bandit (whoa)
I got Hermès habits (yeah), I make that coochie panic (yeah)
Got her soakin' through her panties (whoa), I'm in her dreams like Freddy
Yeah, my city San Andreas (South Memphis), we steppin′ like we pledgin′ (yeah)

Cutthroat fraternity (Cutthroat), Mr. Glock, they honor me (yeah)
You know it's only one of me (one), put that shit on, it′s fun to me (yep)
You know I'm him, just come and see (huh), this shit on the floor, bro (bro)
This shit ain′t a joke, no (no), this shit on the floor (the fuck?)


I get dough, ho (yeah)
If it's about money, I′m on my way, pronto (yeah, let go, yeah)
Yeah, they call me Big Glock, everything I do is jumbo (yeah)
I just bought two Rolls-Royce (yeah), I'm finna buy one more (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt-skrrt)

Cutthroat La Familia, baby, it's the head honcho (Glizock)
Opp pack, gun smoke (whoa), countin′ got my arm sore
Damn, I think my thumb broke (fuck), I been countin′ too much
Can't count me out, I′m countin' up (I′m countin' up), yeah (yeah)
The fuck, nigga?

Rolls-Royce monster truck, Ecstasy, it turn me up (Ecstasy)
I′m the one, no runner-up (yeah), hope you don't plan on runnin' up
Iced-out (ice), fresh as fuck, yeah, every time (yeah)
She ain′t mines, but she mines (mine), bitch so bad, should be a crime (yeah)

She a ten (ten), dime (dime), love the way she ride (whoa)
Heaven-sent, on demon time, she want me to leave it up inside (let go)
Tryna trap me with a child (whoa), I got girls goin′ wild (whoa)
I got shooters on go (go), made eight figures, want some more
Let's go, let′s go (frrt)

I get dough, ho (yeah)
If it's about money, I′m on my way, pronto (yeah)
Yeah, they call me Big Glock, everything I do is jumbo (yeah, yeah)
I just bought two Rolls-Royce (yeah), I'm finna buy one more (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt-skrrt)


Cutthroat La Familia, baby, it′s the head honcho (Glizock)
Opp pack, gun smoke (whoa), countin' got my arm sore
Damn, I think my thumb broke (fuck), I been countin' too much
Can′t count me out, I′m countin' up (I′m countin' up), yeah
The fuck, nigga?

(Get the bag, King Wonka)