Winner

[Chorus]
Yeah
DJ iZZY iLL
Dwayne Swayze

[Verse 1]
Yeah
What's up Houston?
No need for introduction
But I'll still introduce him
From days of distribution
I'm what you created
Dwayne Swayze
Look what the block made me
Four's swanging
Candy paint dripping
Trunk banging
Gray tape playing
Conceited, why?
Cause you don't feel my Texas swag?
Cause I walk like a pimp
And keep a white cup in my hand
Air forces, white tee
With a razor crease in my pants
And can supply any high you need
My products high on demand
That purple liquid
The Astros fitted
It says it all
Houston, Texas I'm gone rep this
Until I'm dead and I'm gone
Robert Davis slowed it down and created a culture
So out of respect
We still mix that promethazine with soda
Out of towners come through
And they can't help but respect us
The flows respected in all hoods homie
Not just Texas
But like Altuve and Bregman
I'm still chasing the pennant
But without the major league
Dwayne gone do this independent
The flow can't be touched
Solo album coming soon
Real Name, No Gimmicks
Be on the look for chapter two
I heard a few people hate
Since the flow blew up
I'm inaccessible now
My attitudes tuned up
Dwayne is too much to fathom
They can't comprehend
How I write so much
Without ever using my hands
Never find my fingerprints on number two pencils or pens
But if you're checking for them
Check the steering wheel of the Benz