[Intro]

Aye, I'm riding through my city, blowing tumors out my lungs

I do it for the dreads, twisted up, all them Ls up

Bald-headed Sistrunk hoes with they ponytails up

Aye, you get sent to where I'm from, get right or get done

Got back together, now you making a family, listen

[Verse 1]

And not nann one of these hoes gon' love you

But I hope one prove me wrong, and if so

Then God, please bless that bitch soul

Oh, I will, mademoiselle

I'll throw a stack if you love me

All them bullshit congrats on my Lambo and I still say, mercy

And she a slave to the whips and chain

And then the punchline is slave, the hoes that fall asleep to Cadie

All of 'em, yeah, I'm still learning 'bout all that, teach me

I got inappropriate questions for you before you leave, 'bout what's ahead

You one hunnah? Same story, create a player ass nigga

Threw all yo' money in the club, fundraiser ass nigga

That's far, not smart to keep bricks in the glass house

I'm Wizard Kelly big facing, you boys still Penny Proud

And I watch her mouth move when she talk

Now imagine if she ask if I want to fuck

I'm a different nigga Piccolo, boy, we don't even bleed the same color blood

And I don't condone these unnamed hoes in the castle

Doing dirt under my InuYasha nails, girl be my Kagome

May wanna see you if this bitch don't get put on Davenport

We moving too fast, gotta pause in that pussy like CatDog

And that feel like a mouth, you Deidara with yo' hands, ho

Hurt to let you go, but it feel good to send you home to yo' man smelling like 'Ports

Pussy lips smooth as the Panamera seats

Don't even gotta crack a leg, smell that air freshener, peaches and cream

Know I seen you at the Peachfuzz, last couple of weeks

I know you remember me, I know you remember me

(I know you do!)

Now maybe them lil' plans, to run off and get married

Don't sound too far-fetched, now that you don't got that man

I got a condo on my wrist, all my juggs bought my apartment

And I got a townhouse with some kids, with yo' name right on it, shit

And I can't even move my arms, close my eyes, you all I see

And I'll paint that pussy if you call on me

Grown man, lost mind, find a Xan

I was tryna find out what I was kissing, now my girl period missing

[Hook]

Xan with that lean, nothing but Irene

These hoes going crazy when I'm on the scene

Boy, tighten up, I don't fuck wit'cha, don't make me fuck yo' bitch

And I keep my fye on me, but I'm too high to lift that shit

Girl, you'll put all yo' problems on me

This liq is gon' end up on me

Take my whole squad out to dinner, feel good to say, errythang be on me

It's Xan with that lean, nothing but Irene

Looking at these niggas crazy, bitch, I'm on a bean

[Verse 2]

And I got all these diamonds on me, all these crystals on me

And my third bitch named Ruby

She got a mouth full of gold cause I strap up when she gimme head

Her insides made of glitter, my mouth shine when I lick her

And these loser niggas be tryna win me over

It's that draw ass pussy, it's hentai ass niggas

Bringing back shit that got deaded, ol' Dende ass niggas, bitch

No, no, I can't fuck with it

No Twitter love that I can't see writing me shit

She found a nigga on Instagram, tap it more than twice, she start liking shit

And I'm pissing yellow DM, and I'm aiming past yo' toilet seat

Bathroom in y'all love-nest, she put her mouth on this sick dick

I fucked yo' ho, I think I love her, spending time for hours

And if I front you an O of strong, is that equivalent to buying flowers?

She smoke Lauderdale kush, so even when I'm gone, feel like I'm at home

And, no, the fame ain't got nothing to do with yo number not being in my phone

And she's so one-of-a-kind, boy, I'll drop her off later

Got me asking questions 'bout the girl next door like, who the neighbors?

Love the soil in the Sprite, and she only pop a quarter

Baby nine hollow-tip, the bitch sound like something I ordered

And there ain't no old Bank$, you don't know the old shit

You losing touch with yo'self, but, bitch, I'm beating my dick

New artist? You never heard of Basquiat, bitch?

Walking 'round all these pussies, just to get my feet wet

And she see traces of her favorite color through the green bottle

Miami Beach water, sponge-bathing, down at the Bikini Bottom

No, these niggas don't hold no guns

These niggas just want me hold my tongue

But let me vibe, I got school in the morning

[Outro]

I just popped half of that Xan, and gave yo' bitch a quarter

And she gave her friend a quarter, if we get in my whip then we all on one, bitch

Said I gave her friend a quarter

Yeah, she gave her friend a quarter

Yeah, and gave her friend a

Xan wit' that lean, nothing but Irene

These hoes going crazy when I'm on the scene

Got racks on the way, I'm busting out them jeans

And I keep that Arm and Hammer on me, I ain't worried 'bout a thing, no

No, no, no, no, I ain't worried 'bout a thing

Said I keep my hammer on me, I ain't worried 'bout a thing

I see these pussy niggas, I ain't worried 'bout a thing

And I keep my hammer on me, I ain't worried 'bout a thing, no