One of my favorite songs from last year’s still-slamming, Spaceship & Rockets. Houston is low-key having a moment right now, between The Outfit, Easy Yves Saint, Maxo Kream, and probably a dozen others I’m leaving out (2-way paging Shea Serrano).
The album and its chopped and screwed version are below the jump, because some of you Nabisco’s probably still haven’t heard it.
