"Xylofone" lyrics
Fuck, fuck, fuck
I know you mad at yo'-
I know you mad at yo' self 'cause you can't fuck wit' me
I ain't gon' tax you for these zips, these zips a buck fifty
How the fuck I end up over here?
Strapped down in this bitch like Navy Seals
Racks can't go down here
When I hit that drank, I change it up (Okay, I got the video, I got the video)
That's how a line feel
Think you goin' insane, you pull up
Get yo' mind spilled
I just hit that bank get plenty bucks
I ain't got time to chill
Walk in get my drip, they tried to scam me
I ain't gon' ship from StockX
Bitch keep sendin' me screenshots of these messages
I don't even know nun' 'bout that
I'll show you the drip, show you the recipe
You still wouldn't know nun' 'bout that
Know I been cocked my gun last year
I ain't even really gotta cock back
You want za, they point you to the right place
They know right where the shop at
Fine shit see my phone unlocked I hurry up and lock that
Pillow talkin' down just to get you some play
Lil' twin, you need to stop that
I don't be knowin', I don't know what to say
When you ask what's my hobby
Nigga know they come 'round the way
This shit like a GTA lobby
I don't even drank, I hit that liq, I'm tryna catch the vibe
This lil' Lazer, I got sticks, you bet' not fuckin' try it
The sun comin' up, I don't give no fuck, bitch we still outside
Better watch out, you get finessed lil' twin a con artist
I ain't even wig out, tried my best, I ain't even tried my hardest
Air my clip out it make a mess, I ain't even doin' no artin'
I was just chillin', I ain't even pop out, I ain't wanna go to the party
Bring out all my guns tryna see which one gon' go the farthest
I might break her heart, won't tell her sorry but she know I'm sorry
This a regular whip but when I slide by you'll think this a rari
Swipe the plug down after I shop, depend on what he chargin'
You draw down get hit wit' Glock, that shit gon' leave you startled
All these fine shit, all these hoes goin'
I got torch, I got flamethrower, this bih' here blowin'
Bet' not sleep 'round me, you gettin' pranked especially if you snorin'
They talkin' 'bout they lesbians, I feel like the president
We might push up just like Mexicans, we be on they residence
Shit get sticky in that trench all the time, shit like porcupine
I just fake it, act like I'm blind but I see the signs
What yo' vibe, what yo' vibe is?
(Okay, I got the video, I got the video)
Fuck, fuck, fuck
I know you mad at yo'-
I know you mad at yo' self 'cause you can't fuck wit' me
I ain't gon' tax you for these zips, these zips a buck fifty
How the fuck I end up over here?
Strapped down in this bitch like Navy Seals
Racks can't go down here
When I hit that drank, I change it up (Okay, I got the video, I got the video)
That's how a line feel
Think you goin' insane, you pull up
Get yo' mind spilled
I just hit that bank get plenty bucks
I ain't got time to chill
Walk in get my drip, they tried to scam me
I ain't gon' ship from StockX
Bitch keep sendin' me screenshots of these messages
I don't even know nun' 'bout that
I'll show you the drip, show you the recipe
You still wouldn't know nun' 'bout that
Know I been cocked my gun last year
I ain't even really gotta cock back
You want za, they point you to the right place
They know right where the shop at
Fine shit see my phone unlocked I hurry up and lock that
Pillow talkin' down just to get you some play
Lil' twin, you need to stop that
I don't be knowin', I don't know what to say
When you ask what's my hobby
Nigga know they come 'round the way
This shit like a GTA lobby
I don't even drank, I hit that liq, I'm tryna catch the vibe
This lil' Lazer, I got sticks, you bet' not fuckin' try it
The sun comin' up, I don't give no fuck, bitch we still outside
Better watch out, you get finessed lil' twin a con artist
I ain't even wig out, tried my best, I ain't even tried my hardest
Air my clip out it make a mess, I ain't even doin' no artin'
I was just chillin', I ain't even pop out, I ain't wanna go to the party
Bring out all my guns tryna see which one gon' go the farthest
I might break her heart, won't tell her sorry but she know I'm sorry
This a regular whip but when I slide by you'll think this a rari
Swipe the plug down after I shop, depend on what he chargin'
You draw down get hit wit' Glock, that shit gon' leave you startled
All these fine shit, all these hoes goin'
I got torch, I got flamethrower, this bih' here blowin'
Bet' not sleep 'round me, you gettin' pranked especially if you snorin'
They talkin' 'bout they lesbians, I feel like the president
We might push up just like Mexicans, we be on they residence
Shit get sticky in that trench all the time, shit like porcupine
I just fake it, act like I'm blind but I see the signs
What yo' vibe, what yo' vibe is?
(Okay, I got the video, I got the video)
Fuck, fuck, fuck
