​xaviersobased
Chillin Wit My Woes
[Verse 1: Bloody!]
My bi bitch from the town
Always tryna fuck when I come around
The n***a pussy he can't come around
Spin his block, feed him a few rounds
She take out the cock and we go a few rounds
Yes, bitch, I smoke out the pound
Yes, I feel like [?] the way I'm sayin' yes
If a n***a play, he get shot in the chest
She suckin' my dick and I'm leavin' a mess
The za wit' the grabba, it's punchin' my chest
She in love wit' me 'cause I piped it the best
I push dick in n***as ho's, then I text that n***a and I let him know
Might watch them all run up on a n***a and point the cutter to his throat
Off that good drank wit' thе Xanax, got a n***a really movin' slow
Run up and shoot a n***a in the head, makе a n***a bend over like a ho
If I pull the cash out on this bitch, I know she gon' bend over like a ho
That bitch might smoke on a n***a weed, but she got the dirty lips of a ho
Make a bitch put her lips on my dick, she have to go do the same to my bro
I'm insane just like my bro, I'm insane if you let me know
I went insane, n***a, punch your brain, n***a, if you fuckin' 'round wit' the bros
Pop me a perc, but I'm fightin' back, I'm in this bitch, goin' toe to toe
In this bitch goin' toe to toe wit' the opps n***as, finna up the score
And my white bitch sniffed coke too hard, she damn near broke her nose
And that n***a don't smoke like me, he smelled the za and it twist his nose
She suck dick like a pornstar, she got a n***a curlin' at the toes
I'm chillin', n***a, wit' my woes
I'll die, n***a, for my woe
I'll slide, n***a, for my woe
I'll cry, n***a, for my woe
For my woe, for my woes
For my woes, for my woes
[Chorus: xaversobased]
My woe, my woe
My woe, my woe
My woe, my woe
My woe, my woe
My woe, my woe
My woe, my woe
My woe, my woe

[Verse 2: xaviersobased]
Fuck that bitch, yeah, fuck that bitch
Pull up in that fuckin' shit
Fuck that bitch, fuck that shit
Opps run down, I'ma split his wig
Had come days, yeah, I been in the crib 'cause I been feelin' sick
She told me when she smoke on that blunt she got some silly shit
Money on me, I get plenty, bitch
N***as talkin' down, I'm sendin' shit
He wanna flex money, I'll take that shit
Her back I might break that shit
I'm tryna get this cake, that dip
I'm just tryna get cake, that dip
One chance, I'ma take that risk
You talkin' down, boy you's a bitch
I be hella flexed up, woah
I be in this bitch like woah
Bitch, I'm gettin' money and I'm fuckin' ho's
I be gettin' checks, hella bands, I'm in the store
Walked up in the party-