"SEND IT UP (XANAX)" lyrics
Escargot in the south of France
They on snail time, they on Gary time, square ass
Bar #9 Pepe LePew, speak love language
Siamese but call her "litter box" cus the pussy trash
Cats out the bag, cheetah print, smack her on the ass
These rappers pussy niggas, lick they self
Always in the VIP
[?]
Scratch the kitty cat
Like it's 1984, wonder where the women at
Tell a bitch I love her
Say it back, bitch, say it back
She said "this pussy yours"
Take it back, bitch, take it back
Fucked her with my helmut Lang jeans on, yeah, she a fan
Hour 30, Perc 30, but she forget she got a man
You say that this pussy talk?
Well, bitch, this dick sang
Name me Alexander, cus I'm great at handing out Wang
Got a bitch in east room in Falconia, like chain gang
Truth be told, I do not know they name, call em Minute Maid
When I lay my head to sleep, I pray my soul ain't snatched
Try to pay my bitch tuition, want a Berkin bag instead
Don't know her ABC's, but say BBL like a champ
I'on even know who in my bed, make your impression last
Lemme take a guess
Uh, Sheila, I think? Oh, no, your name Kim?
Fuck you raise your voice for?
Calm down bitch, who you think you is, the Riddler?
I ain't Batman, you ain't Catwoman, this ain't a Batmobile, this a Tesla
Now pop this, shut up
Rollie on, I ain't a Tik Tokker
Have you on the ground crawling like Jason Derulo
Tell a pussy nigga "you wanna fight I wanna tussle"
Got if off the muscle I ain't worried bout nun
Every time I'm in it, she be twitching, trying to run
1942, get her loose, turn her up
50, ima need a BPM for this drum
Niggas scared, I'll send this bitch up
Whole SSET with me, trying to slide on sumn'
Ol' bitch hit me, ain't talkin' bout nothing
Tear drop gang, make ya mama cry bout something, yeah
They on snail time, they on Gary time, square ass
Bar #9 Pepe LePew, speak love language
Siamese but call her "litter box" cus the pussy trash
Cats out the bag, cheetah print, smack her on the ass
These rappers pussy niggas, lick they self
Always in the VIP
[?]
Scratch the kitty cat
Like it's 1984, wonder where the women at
Tell a bitch I love her
Say it back, bitch, say it back
She said "this pussy yours"
Take it back, bitch, take it back
Fucked her with my helmut Lang jeans on, yeah, she a fan
Hour 30, Perc 30, but she forget she got a man
You say that this pussy talk?
Well, bitch, this dick sang
Name me Alexander, cus I'm great at handing out Wang
Got a bitch in east room in Falconia, like chain gang
Truth be told, I do not know they name, call em Minute Maid
When I lay my head to sleep, I pray my soul ain't snatched
Try to pay my bitch tuition, want a Berkin bag instead
Don't know her ABC's, but say BBL like a champ
I'on even know who in my bed, make your impression last
Lemme take a guess
Uh, Sheila, I think? Oh, no, your name Kim?
Fuck you raise your voice for?
Calm down bitch, who you think you is, the Riddler?
I ain't Batman, you ain't Catwoman, this ain't a Batmobile, this a Tesla
Now pop this, shut up
Rollie on, I ain't a Tik Tokker
Have you on the ground crawling like Jason Derulo
Tell a pussy nigga "you wanna fight I wanna tussle"
Got if off the muscle I ain't worried bout nun
Every time I'm in it, she be twitching, trying to run
1942, get her loose, turn her up
50, ima need a BPM for this drum
Niggas scared, I'll send this bitch up
Whole SSET with me, trying to slide on sumn'
Ol' bitch hit me, ain't talkin' bout nothing
Tear drop gang, make ya mama cry bout something, yeah
