"9:32 PM In Houston" lyrics

Yes, sir
CMG (The Label)
In the name of Jook, we smush, nigga (Jook, rest in peace, my nigga, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Gangland (Gangsta—)
Wizard (Ha, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy, Carter Z, you goin' too crazy)
(Gangsta Grizzillz) Glrrd, glrrd (Glrrd, glrrd, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
See in this life of ours (Ha, ha), lot of successes (Glrrd, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, my shit)
A couple of failures (Big Dude, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah), we embrace all of it (Ha)
I stay in my lane, nigga, you know when I drop my shit (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah), nigga, I get in my wizard mode, nigga (Yeah, it's hard to be a young nigga with money)
Glrrd (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
This shit Redrum Records, nigga, fuck whoever records, nigga (Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, yeah)
It's like that, nigga (Mm, mm, mm, mm)
Fuck is you sayin', nigga? (Mm, mm, mm, mm, yeah, yeah, we built for it)
Blueprint (Blueprint, nigga, DJ Drama, glrrd)

See, I'm the wizard (Wizard), I'm the one paintin' all the pictures
I'm the one feed all the killers (Ayy, ayy), buried the victims (Dead)
I don't be playin' with niggas (No, no), I don't understand these niggas (Ooh)
Not linkin' with shit (Nah)
Puttin' my hands on niggas (Boom, boom), I try not to ban a nigga (Glrrd)
I'm gettin' money (Frrt, ooh), I'm only prayin' for nigga who think they be scarin' a nigga, glrrd (Scarin', Gangsta—)
Main nigga talkin', fucked up playin', really be stayin' with a nigga (Drunk-ass)
Then get on internet, prankin', hurtin, really a fan of a nigga (Damn, damn)
Bitch, I'm a villain (Gangland), bitch, I'm the meanin' of drillin' (Glrrd, glrrd)
Rich life, meanin' of chillin' (Frrt), hoes be silly (Damn)
Sold out shows, I seen some millions (Glrrd)
Choppas got titties like bitches (Bitches), all my of choppers authentic (Choppers are— glrrd)
They know I'm standin' on business (Ayy, yeah), wizard, I'm slammin' them bitches consistent (Glrrd, glrrd)
They know I'm the man in the pictures (Man in the pictures), Big Boogie can't stand you niggas (Boogie can't stand you niggas)
Hate I even ran with them niggas (Man)
Stop droppin' that wack shit, speakin' on me, who playin' you niggas? (Drunk-ass)
Let's have a money war (Let's have a money war), let's have a gun war (Let's have a— glrrd)
Let's get in the field (Ayy), fuck all that talkin', let's see who can blitz more (Let's see who can die)
My mental wasn't right (Wasn't right), I had to get out of sight (Shew)
Growin' up, I had to fight, Redrum walkin' for life (Ayy)
I'm thuggin', I'm bangin' 'til afterlife, glrrd (Gangland, glrrd)

Ayy, nigga (Yeah)
See, I'm in Houston right now (Ha, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah), nigga, it's like it's 9:32, nigga (H-Town)
You know what I'm sayin' like (Ha, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm just vibin' right now, I'm on vacation right now, nigga (Glrrd, glrrd, glrrd, glrrd)
You know I'm a wizock, nigga (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Rich as a motherfucker, nigga (Talk that, get 'em)

Life be lifin' (Yeah), I had to strike (Strike)
I didn't have no appetite (Ayy, no, no)
Rappers be floppin', they had to bite (They bitin')
I'm kickin' they ass like dice (Bitch-ass)
Now I got money, my swag be right (Ayy, frrt), right
I look like my daddy, right? (Yeah)
Black-ass nigga, got flashin' lights (Yeah)
Chest look like the arena lights (I'm hittin')

None of my cars ain't rented (None of my cars ain't rented)
All of my black trucks tinted (All of my black trucks tinted)
Big boy Carr, he tastin' the 'za (Ayy, ayy), he been here since the beginning (Carr, what it taste like?)
Niggas said move out of Memphis, these niggas be hatin', go handle your business (Ayy, so fuck them)
Soon as they play, you better not play, boy, shoot every bullet, they bitches (Bah, bah, bah, bah, glrrd)

Boogie ain't friends with nobody (Nobody)
I don't like talkin' to nobody (Talkin' to nobody)
You gotta talk to my members to ask me somethin' (Rich, come on) or ask your ho 'bout it (Yeah, you're nobody)
Lil' ho, my pockets be light (Light)
Lambo' glide on ice (Nigga, this my shit)
Fuckin' off 10's on flights (Ayy, ayy)
Redrum, Redrum, Redrum bangin' to afterlife, glrrd (Bitch, I'm a Redrum, Glrrd Gang)

See one thing about the wizard, nigga (Ha, ha)
You can't call me fake, nigga, ain't never flipped on no nigga (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Nigga, I ain't never backed down on no nigga (Ha, mm)
Nigga, I'm gangland solid, nigga (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, never that)
CMG business and 187 (Ha, ha), nigga, smush gang, nigga (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Top dog, don dada, nigga (Glrrd), fuck you talkin' 'bout, nigga? (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Q smush gang, nigga, in the name of Jook we smush, nigga (Ha, ha), RIP Jasmine, nigga (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Fuck 12, nigga, beat Brandon, nigga (Ha, ha), you know what I'm sayin'? (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
It's like that, nigga, sometimes I don't wanna talk like this, but I gotta talk like this, Mike, you understand? (Glrrd, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, talk your shit, Boogie)
I'm a CMG smusher, nigga, nigga, you feel me? (Gangsta Grizzillz, ha)
Redrum forever, nigga (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Fuck your brand, if you ain't with this brand, nigga, straight like that, nigga (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Glrrd, Gang, 187, nigga, top don dada, nigga (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, and like that)
Wizard Walker, nigga (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Boog' (We gone)