Fuck niggas know what it is, man
We dropping that fire on you fuck niggas, man
We taking over the motherfucking streets, 400 block shit
Pussy nigga
Fuck niggas know what it is, man
We dropping that fire on you fuck niggas, man
We taking over the motherfucking streets, 400 block shit
Pussy nigga
That part, ayy! Dumbass nigga
[Verse 1: XXXTENTACION & Craig Xen]
Got her wet, uh
Black tints, black cars, posted in the back, uh
Foreign bop, loaded Glock, I can’t never lack, uh
Use the club, if you hit a lick, can’t run it back, uh
Okay, shorty, I can’t trust no bitch, how you do that?
Fuck the fame, I'ma kill a bitch if he talk wack, uh
I'ma wreck his shit, don't sweat the shit, ayy, run it back
If I'm in your hood and see you, bitch, ayy, run it back (Woo!)
Pistols have him runnin' like a fuckin' running-back
[Verse 2: Craig Xen & XXXTENTACION]
Ayy, run it back, run it, run it back (Where he at!?)
Heard that he was cold, pump him, unimpressed (One step!)
Ayy, shoot that fuck nigga for his sack, let him flex (Let him flex!)
Pussy try to cap, check his motherfuckin' stats
Ain't shit changed but the ring on my
Middle fuckin' finger, I bleed on 'em, baow-baow-baow!
Heard he's sneak dissin' on my team, mumble, ayy (Ayy-ayy)
Hit him for the diss, this that beam on him (Huh)
[Verse 3: XXXTENTACION]
Fool me, you try me, you’ll lose your hopscotch, mm
My OG told me, "Don't trust thots or fuckboys," uh (Ayy-ayy)
Bloody knife in my holster, I behead guys, hmm (Ayy!)
Caught a opp, not no Pokémon, want dead guys, uh (Ayy-ayy, ayy-ayy, ayy-ayy)
I don't sleep, I rest with my knife at bedtime, mm (Ayy!)
[Outro: XXXTENTACION]
Ayy!
Ayy!
Fan niggas vet vad det är, man
Vi släppa att eld på dig knulla niggas, man
Vi tar över jävla gatorna, 400 kvarter skit
Pussy nigga
Den del, AUS! dumbass nigga
[Vers 1: XXXTENTACION & Craig Xen]
Fick hennes våta, uh
Svarta nyanser, svarta bilar, postade i ryggen, uh
Utländska bop, laddad Glock, kan jag inte aldrig saknar, uh
Använd klubben, om du träffar en slicka, inte kan köra den igen, uh
Okej, shorty, jag kan inte lita på någon tik, hur du gör det?
Knulla berömmelse, I'ma döda en tik om han pratar wack, uh
I'ma förstöra hans skit, inte svettas skiten, AUS, kör tillbaka
Om jag är i huva och se dig, bitch, AUS, kör tillbaka (Woo!)
Pistoler har han runnin' som en jävla kör-back
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