[Chorus: lungskull]
You was with them when I needed you
Blowing pistols, better hope we don't see you
I move on, don't let hoes give me the blues
Off the xans, I can't fuck with all of you
[Verse 1: lungskull]
Rich as fuck, put my bitches in designer
I got hella bottles wock, and I sip them by the pint
They be looking when I walk
'Cause they know that money mine
I be smoking on that pot
With lil' zino, yeah we fried
I hear, "Odin, he the shit"
Blood on my kicks
I got [?] I'm just fucking on his bitch
I'm with Zino hitting licks
It take 2 years to stick
[?] and [?] I love the fucking mix
[Chorus: lungskull]
You was with them, When I needed you
Blowing pistols, better hope we don't see you
I move on, don't let hoes give me the blues
Off the xans, I can't fuck with all of you
[Verse 2: zinoblade]
Off a Xan', I can't even think
Look in the mirror ask myself
"Why they tryna be like me?" (Yeah)
I can't even fuck, with a ho she act so green
Man I know she gonna fuck with me [?] (Yeah)
I can't even fuck with me (Bee-yeah)
Okay bitch I'ma fuck it up in;
Here, yeah
Call up [?] yeah that nigga runnin' (Yeah)
I'm with odin and we fucking goated
(Yeah, yeah)
I can't even go there
Praying that I die, because you don't want me to be here (Damn)
Can't even be on top, because you want me to be there
[?]
You don't wanna die here, I don't like that fake, No
Fake crying, fake tears
I know what you're made of
He giving me feedback
But I make more cake though
Nigga, we get dead back
Step up to my payroll
Yo block, bitch we ran that
She asking where the days go, nigga