[Verse 1] One Xan, one Xan, one Xan; Lord I'm tryna cut back Hol' up, hol' up, where my cup at? My bitch bout that comeback Real one from the jump, man, I'm killing the Jumpman I ain't got no ceilings, no need to look up, man AK, AK, AK, street-sweeper, no dustpan Been a stuntman since a young man Extra gun if one jam Stuntman since a young man Extra gun if one jam On my Carter 5 shit; this one for the thumb, man Yeah, this one for the duff-bag Yeah, this for where I'm from at, yeah My goons break in your house like BruhMan Yeah; click-clack! Gun-Blam, Gun-Blam, Gun-Blam, Gun-Blam Gun-Blam, Gun-Blam! Shh... silence on the gun, I go Silence of the Lamb Ooh I'm up man, up man Them Viagras got me up, man And we pull up, man; up and dump and dump and dump Then scrrram - screech The harder I fall, the farther I reach The water might fall, but life is a beach When my number’s called, I get out my seat When my niggas ball, I give em my speech You might hit a wall, or end up like me You might have to crawl, but get up like me And you bite before bark, never I before we And you pray before eating You lay with your heat And you stay with your heat And you lay on your mink Bitches lay at your feet And you play with your kids You don’t play with these niggas Don’t play in these streets I don’t play on these beats I don’t play bout my money You heard what I say; no replay, no repeat Don’t be playing with me Don’t be playing with we I don’t play with no Wii I’m OK, I’m OG I’m OG on these beats I OD on these beats I'm M-O-B-B-B-B on these streets Say what you say, you don’t be on these streets 'Cuz if we see you it’s on S-I-G-H-T Belie'e that Tunechi
[Verse 2] One Xan, one Xan, one Xan; all I need is one Xan Knock me out like punch bag Got me slump like humpback (gone) Muddy-muddy-muddy, I just drunk a mud bath Muddy-muddy-muddy, I need me some mud flaps (sippin) Real one from the jump, man Real one from the jump, man On my Carter 5 shit; this one for the thumb, man Money long, I got that money tall like Kazam I just popped a combo, ain’t talkin' McDonald’s (medicine) I just popped a bottle, ain’t talkin' no liquor (medicine) I’m talking Actavis, I’m talking to the sippers (pour up) I’m talkin to a stripper, she gon let me pimp her You talkin to the police, so that’s who you tippin? Ohhh, that’s a no-no, that’s a no-no, ohhh Had coke since Polo and Girbauds Had coke since Arsenio White girl; Marilyn Monroe, Demi Moore I’m in LA with my skinny hoes But they faces look like centerfolds I’ve been taking all these chemicals, damn Now they faces aren’t identical, damn Watch these niggas turnin into hoes, bop-bop Watch me turn a nigga into smoke, bop-bop Watch me turn a million into four Voilà, watch me turn Miami to NO Uh-huh, watch me turn the sand to some snow Uh-huh, in a Phantom with Chinchilla floors Drop top, hit Atlanta like Gorilla Zoe Holla at my baby mamas, I love them the most Shout out Lauren on the West, she playin her role Literally, on the set, she playin a role Niggas really rep the set, we stay in our mode (turned up) Spiritually I’m just blessed, I pray for my hoes (amen) Tunechi hoppin off the jet, G open my door (thank you) Spittin since Das EFX, my flow in control Pimpin since Das EFX, my hoe in control And I just popped a combo, ain’t talkin McDonald’s Niggas hear that click-clack, ooh-ooh I know I'mma get my shit back, ooh-ooh We aiming this thing at your body We aiming this thing at your nose Hollow tip bullets, blue tip bullets Well you’re gonna get shot with them bothTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
