[Verse 1: Xaviersobased]
G2 pistol, fucking on your fucking ho'
You don’t get no paper, I already fucking know
Onwrd be the team, yeah, I'm chilling with my fucking bros
Only I know what I know, for your safety, don't go where I go
Pistol got no safety, I trust in my pole
Sweater Ferragamo, she said she love my sneakers
She said she want to hold the heater
Riding in that Bimmer, it’s a two seater
Don't fuck with my people or I might have to kill ya
G-Wagon, riding in the Benz truck
All my n***as getting money, yeah, we real rack spenders
All my n***as getting paper
I'ma mind my businеss, n***a, I would never save ya
I would nеver be your savior, Xavier on the beat, yeah
She want to talk to me, yeah, he don't want no beef, yeah
He don't want no beef, yeah

[Verse 2: p6nk]
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