Th3 H Town E

Welcome to The Hook 2. We know the times have been hard, The times have been unsettling, But we are here to help. Please allow yourself to get hooked. We came back to shit up. Please be kind to yourself and take care. Goonin' up again, now we back with the commotion Brodie got the shooters in the back with no Emotion I might have to drop a woo-woo in The Porsche and Just to feel enough to let It be, it took about three Years of heavy Divin' Sorry for the wait, I had to do Revisin' Now we poppin' champagne for the times we Died in And I can let it sway if You need remindin' No, this ain't a dud, boy I know sometimes it's fake That's why I switch Up on a pig and I got no choice She likes to ride the wave That's why we Swimmin' with the water colored turquoise I know You've had to wait It took long, Now we back free And it's all white wine as we wave bye-bye To the strugglin' Roll up with my gang from The South Fancy on the phone like, "When the Hookie comin' out?" Spit game cool like I got jewels in my Mouth Still the same crew that motherfuckers love to Doubt Loud like the fuckin' weed in my chest Callin' for my demons, come to ease off the Stress Blessed up, look around, I be with the best Brodie stay down like He from the H-Town Boy, I'm finna ride around With my clan like I'm RZA I got bitches Goin' wild to the jams in my Tesla Stackin' Racks size yacht, rollin' up that Merry Christmas And I did it for my town, found a Drake and Weezy feature Hit a lick and then I'm nestin', I ain't cleanin' up the mess, yeah Bleedy for a week, come to leave in distress, Yeah Like them letters after C, before F, I give a G off that E, E, E I be a fuckboy only when I'm with Her When I'm in, I tell her, "Suck, boy" And then forget to hit the pause, I play The ending Homeboy, on the road to riches Robbin' Bricks for benches, Rolls Royce Inside lookin' Precious, outside looks malicious Fuck nurse, G's, they move in silence OG need a lot Of scumbags Fresh off the islands, 'bout to build Some highlands Buck toys for my fuckin' diamonds Fuck a life without 'em, Young Thug On my Way for one boy Roll up with my gang From the South Fancy on the phone like, "When the hookie comin' out?" Spit game cool like got jewels in my mouth Still the same crew that motherfuckers love to doubt Loud like the fuckin' weed in my chest Callin' For my demons, come to ease off the stress Blessed up, look around, I be with the best Brodie stay down like he from the H-Town H-Town In the motherfuckin' jungle And the flow hella high, So you know we gotta glide They slide, Now you're fishin' with the landlord And you gon' Bite the hook just to feel like you're alive Insane, let it play, let it, Yeah