[Hook: xenon]

Ice on my neck, gunners on deck

These Balenci's not no Vans

Pull up in a drop top minivan

Whip out three Glocks and I shoot your man

Ice on my neck, gunners on deck

These Balenci's not no Vans

Pull up in a drop top minivan

Whip out three Glocks and I shoot your man

[Verse: xenon]

Count up the checks while I count up these bands

Drippin' Chanel while you catchin' these hands

Seein' six figures that's in my plans

I drive a Benz while you drive a sedan

Fightin' an opp should've saw how he ran

Call up Fantano get the yellow flan'

I got the codes like a hackerman

Tellin' the labels 20 mil' advance

Family said no but I took a chance

Never turned back never had a glance

Now I got some cheddar bookin' tours to france

Paper so fat need a rubber band

Bank account dancin' doin' Running Man

Bars so hot need a frying pan

Sellin' out shows in Kazakhstan

Songs blowin' up like Taliban

Better watch out for this master plan

[Hook: xenon]

Ice on my neck, gunners on deck

These Balenci's not no Vans

Pull up in a drop top minivan

Whip out three Glocks and I shoot your man

Ice on my neck, gunners on deck

These Balenci's not no Vans

Pull up in a drop top minivan

Whip out three Glocks and I shoot your man

[Verse: GeeQ]

GeeQ coming in hot for another track, bitch I'm on the incline

If I don't win CG this year, then I'll blow that bitch up and then everyone die

And Xenon thinks I'm a bot

Let me show him how it's done, I'm very divine

Cash up, all of my racks I'm counting 50's on my neck

Drop 43 that's Steph

I make you look like a set

Man I'm feeling pretty blessed

Shoot them down in to the west

Take it down, must to digest

Yeah I'm shooting heads

That's what I do best

Take it to another track I'm really blessed

Fuck, I roll with some hitters

I know you don't like me, I shit on your hitters

Now bring me some white piece, you think I'm a killer

Well maybe I might be, but I don't know how to stop it

I got drugs I'm got them poppin

Yeah, bitch, out