3Xan/ReDrUm - Intellectual

Part I: 3Xan

[Chorus]

Bitch, I'm outta here

Popped another Xan, Xan, Xan, bitch, I'm outta here

Popped another Xan

Yeah, I popped another Xan, forgot all of my plans

Bitch, I'm up, up, up, up, and I can't land

I ain't tryna hang out with you 'cause I fuckin' hate yo' friends

I ain't got no time for the bullshit, I ain't tryna hear what you sayin'

Drunk drivin' off the Hennessy

She say, "You want sucky?" I just say plenty

Bought my bitch a new purse, it cost more than what you're worth

In the Lamb' goin' skrrt, in her pussy, she gon' squirt

I'ma put that ass to work, I'ma put that ass to work

Popped another Xan, Xan, Xan, bitch, I'm outta here

Popped anothеr Xan, Xan, Xan, bitch, I'm outta here

Popped another Xan, Xan, Xan, bitch, I'm outta here

Part II: ReDrUm

Make it rain with these bullets, leave you in a pool of blood

And I'm swervin' in the coupe, shawty come and suck me up

Walk into the gala, nigga, fresh as fuck

Yeah, .40 stay up on me, bet a nigga get bucked

I'm with me and all my niggas, yeah, we give no fucks

Try to run up on the gang, nigga, test yo' luck

Make it rain with these bullets, leave you in a pool of blood

Like this spliff, I light him up, I just love to see him run

Yeah, the choppa came with a red drum, drum, drum

Yeah, his body fall, layin' in the sun, sun, sun

Don't play with me, I'm not the one, one, one

Your homie died with a burner, is he dumb, dumb, dumb?

Your homie lied to you, then snitched to the judge

Now you in jail and they fuckin' your girl guts