[Intro]
Yeah, why I got to feel this pain?
Why these n***as so lame?
So much blood in my drink
Making money all day, making money all day
DJ Xoly

[Verse]
Yeah, why I got to feel this pain?
Why these n***as so lame?
So much blood in my drink
Making money all day, making money–
Yeah, why I got to feel this pain?
Why these n***as so lame?
So much blood in my drink
Making money all day, making money all day
She keep peaking at my fangs, when I get my first mil–
Yeah, she keep peaking at my fangs
When I get my first mil, I'ma buy myself a new brain
Got this ho' on her knees, Xoly got these hoes praying
Charged up like I'm Fetian, charged up like I'm Fetian
Got your bitch heart racing, in that Trackhawk, racing
Charged up, Super Saiyan, young Xoly in the making
I hate everyone's faces, I hate everyone's faces, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, why I got to feel this pain?
Why these n***as so lame?
So much blood in my drink
Making money all day, making money all day
She keep peaking at my fangs
When I get my first mil, I'ma buy myself a new brain
Got this ho' on her knees, Xoly got these hoes praying
Charged up like I'm Fetian, charged up like I'm Fetian
Got your bitch heart racing, in that Trackhawk, racing
Charged up, Super Saiyan, young Xoly in the making
I hate everyone's faces, I hate everyone's faces, yeah, yeah, yeah