[Verse 1]
You thinking shits sweet all the time
Until it’s pressure applied
No to LG, got a Glock .30
I had a lil n***a stabbing the side
Kaydoo hasn’t served drink all day
Got to swerve when the matches arrive
This ain’t ATL, I ain’t get you a box with a necklace inside
Feel like a vision, I’m snapping like Thanos
And I got young n***as stepping
All of these n***as be cap
They Captain America, bitch i’m Chris Evans
No Black Widow, black with a chopper
I told them no further questions
Xan not taking them hostage
If you make him angry, get smashed with a weapon
Got a whole lot of drugs, (?)
Big Xan, no salad dressing
Find me and i’ll find the weapon
Big Glock, no time for wrecking
Talking that young shit lil n***a
Xanman be spinnin' yo bin
You tryin’ to buy FortNite skins
Eat on my plate, put a fork knife in you
Like a UFO ima spin you
Got a whole lot of drums, no cymbals
All these n***as be lyin’ like Simba
I push up with mufasa, I end him
Got a African plug, he in Kenya
The chopper swipe n***as like Tinder
I walk with a Drake like Kimba
She pulling my wood like Jenga
I got another 50 on me n***a
I got a whole lot of drum guns
N***as in New York be callin’ me (?)
She gon like my lollipop, she a Dum Dum
Chopper hit his belly, he need a Tum Tums
I was on the streets while you was on Fun Run
Back door the plug thought he was (?)
Creep on the opps, the fat Assassins Creed
I was in jail when I first start reading
Watch that n***a over there ‘cause he reachin’
Hit the baby with the chop, don’t care if he teething
Grr, hit his ass
All of the surgery I did, y'all ain’t find extended mags
Big Xan hanging out in a Sprinter van
Take the newborn put her in the ceiling-
Nah, y’all remember that one already