I Hate Xanax

(альбом: 4U - 2020)

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Blee

Tweaking off them Xans (Blee, blee), too high, he can't land (Yeah)
I'ma beat her back then beat it again (Yeah)
Never held my hand out, that was not the plan (Okay)
Ha, understand, these niggas not your mans
Hit the plug when I feel stressed, I need some grams (I'm turned up)
Nigga, why you flex that guap? We know that's not your fucking bands (Play cool)
I step out dressed all-white, man, I feel like the fucking Klan
Nigga, don't get hit up today tryna act like you the fucking man

That TEC gon' blow (Yeah), blow (Yeah)
Blow that nigga head (Brree)
He not living like me, that nigga only do what he can (Okay)
I know how to make them mad, I know just what they can't stand (Yeah)
Shut up and stay out the way, boy, I don't need no fucking friends
Nigga, they don't see the vision, see the plot (Turn me up, yeah)
Nigga, what's this fucking business? I got business with that guap
I got real shooters, bro, you better stop (Doo-doo-doo)
I ain't even gon' speak on them, just know they blitzing shit on God

And I'm killing shit, on God, need me a mil', on God
I could pull up on this ho, I bet she let me get inside (Yeah, yeah)
Nigga, I done flexed so many times
Had to take so many losses, bitch, I had to get it right

Cross that line, suicide
Blow him down, say goodbye
Don't get hit up with that fire
I cock it back and let it fly
Heard they tryna take my soul, I know I cannot go for none
Nigga, I got something to prove and I don't do this shit for fun
And I can't stand a bitch (Brree-brree)
Had to kick her to the curb
Had to tell my partner no more lean, it got his speech slurred
How the fuck you crossed us then you act like you need help
Don't nobody want that bitch, lil' nigga, you can keep her
And I get bands, bands, can't pull up my pants
Um, I'm like the paperboy, I got these cuts all on my hands (Okay)
Had to hop up in these streets so I can take of my fam' (Brree)
Nigga, y'all gon' penny-pinch, get around, go spin this bitch
And they ain't gon' whip the cameras out when I walk up in this bitch (Brrah-ha-ha)

Tweaking off them Xans (Blee, blee), too high, he can't land (Yeah)
I'ma beat her back then beat it again (Yeah)
Never held my hand out, that was not the plan (Okay)
Ha, understand, these niggas not your mans
Hit the plug when I feel stressed, I need some grams (I'm turned up)
Nigga, why you flex that guap? We know that's not your fucking bands (Play cool)
I step out dressed all-white, man, I feel like the fucking Klan
Nigga, don't get hit up today tryna act like you the fucking man