[Intro: Kyle Pred + X]
Be on the lookout for Jean Paul
He's got the stone, he's got that phone
Beat that motherfucker down and take it
I swear to god man, don't you dare pick up that gem
You know how much that's worth?
I will make you lose your job pussy
Who the fuck do you think you are man?

[Chorus: Outto-Tune Tyrone + X]
Bitch don't take my phone
Leave my shit alone (Ferme ta gueule)
Pred don't touch my stones (you can't run with broken legs)
Or you'll get one in the dome (I wish you was dead)
X gon' let 'em know
My heart just might explode (Let's go)
I hit banks alone (bank-busta)
You ain't gon' raid my home (no shot)
Bitch don't take my phone

[Verse 1: Outto-Tune Tyrone + X]
I ain't the one to be playing with
Fuck the police I ain't saying shit
Got so much dirty money on me, hundreds of thousands, you know it ain't counterfeit
Running sanitation, I'm hours in
Finally blessed and I found a gem
Fuck the police, wasn't having it cause I had my pockets ran up by Kyle Pred
Fuck Wrangler, he's a little bitch
You wrote me a ticket and I ain't do shit
It's like the law don't apply to you
Send you to Chiliad to admire the views
It's time for you to go and pay your dues
For all the ones you wrongly accuse
You won't be seen again unless it's on the news
Then we'll celebrate by sipping on gin and juice
(Juice, juice, juice, juice, juice)
Come against X and you gonna lose
Show some respect, don't want attitude
Putting you down and we taking shoes
X is near flawless when it comes to the hacking
Lock your car doors, better not be caught lacking
Cause you motherfuckers know what will happen
X will send the police cars to the Kraken
[Chorus: Outto-Tune Tyrone + X]
Bitch don't take my phone
Leave my shit alone (Ferme ta gueule)
Pred don't touch my stones (he can't run with broken legs)
Or you'll get one in the dome (I wish you was dead)
X gon' let 'em know
My heart just might explode (Let's go)
I hit banks alone (bank-busta)
You ain't gon' raid my home (no shot)
Bitch don't take my phone

[Verse 2: Outto-Tune Tyrone + X]
Fucking dealer dude, the whole thing is rigged
It's actually rigged, fuck you
Suck my balls dude
He's at the casino again
Playing blackjack, losing 10k a hand
He talks so damn fast it's hard to understand
ACDC is his favorite band
Let's be real the police are crooked
Ran our pockets, found our phones and they took it
Had a brown bag and you know that they shook it
We had our dongles in it so you know that we booked it
(Book, book, book, book, book)
You know that we ain't going back again
If he unleashes the dragon at the gas station, you know that shit is the end
[Chorus: Outto-Tune Tyrone + X]
Bitch don't take my phone
Leave my shit alone (Ferme ta gueule)
Pred don't touch my stones (you can't run with broken legs)
Or you'll get one in the dome (I wish you was dead)
X gon' let 'em know
My heart just might explode
I hit banks alone (bank-busta)
You ain't gon' raid my home (no shot)
Bitch don't take my phone

[Chorus: Outto-Tune Tyrone + X]
Bitch don't take my phone
Leave my shit alone
Pred don't touch my stones (he can't run with broken legs)
Or you'll get one in the dome (I wish you was dead)
X gon' let 'em know
My heart just might explode (Let's go)
I hit banks alone (bank-busta)
You ain't gon' raid my home (no shot)
Bitch don't take my phone

[Outro: X]
Ha-ha-ha-ha