[Intro]
(Enrgy made this one)
Yeah
It's with an X

[Verse 1]
I'm on 85 goin' towards South, I'm finna miss my show
If I said a line to go over your head, you think you finna know?
'Cause the first line already did, you gotta listen close
If I set the play, you better follow through like a pick and roll
I be testin' everybody, you already picked your role
.223 hit his noggin, this bitch gon' pick his fro
Them n***as keep switchin' houses, this chopper pick your home
If you ain't heard of me, just search my name up, you can pick the song
Flip the switch, tap the trigger once and the clip is gone
Baow, 40 hit him in his waist and now his hip is gone
YouTube just paid me 10K, I'm finna trick some more
I used to not wanna drink no lean, now I'm sippin' on it
Bitch wonder why she can't leave me 'lone, because my dick be on her
Drivin' in the coupe with a Glock and some chicken on me
I want a thousand just to drive the Scat to Flint 'cause I'm riskin' somethin'
My unreleased can make a n***a rich, I put a ticket on it
The flash from the Drac' look like a crackhead lighter
I got a Cash Card and went toward Texas, we ain't have no driver
I want fifteen for this Trackhawk or you can't have no striker
Matter fact, you gettin' two for twenty-two, this an appetizer
[Chorus]
I keep dog shit up in my pocket, so I pack some diapers
It's a trigger on the chop, so it sound like it's rapid fire
Creep up on an opp, he ain't see me, I had on black attire
Won't nobody ever see my bitch 'cause I classified her
Y'all can't see who I'm fuckin' with and that's just how I like it
The lil' n***a that keep chops with him, so they don't wanna fight me
Keep a gun in every video, so they don't wanna sign me
This ARP a one of a kind, you can't just go and find it

[Verse 2]
They keep throwin' numbers, think I'm finna sign, but it ain't 'bout the money
A ticket on your head, I'm gon' find you like I'm bounty huntin'
It was n***as I was lookin' up to in rap and now they vouchin' for me
Take some dog to my brother crib and tell him watch 'em for me
N***a, make sure the work ain't actin' up
If I said it in my verse, then I can back it up
Bitch, stop tryna call another clerk and just bag it up
When I shot the stick, the kick from the burst had me backin' up
Man, I can't even hold that bitch
Stop cryin' 'cause your ass broke, man, you chose that shit
Two thousand twenties, man, it's hard for me to hold this shit
He dropped a kit, I upped the stick and then I froze his shit (N***a)

[Chorus]
I keep dog shit up in my pocket, so I pack some diapers
It's a trigger on the chop, so it sound like it's rapid fire
Creep up on an opp, he ain't see me, I had on black attire
Won't nobody ever see my bitch 'cause I classified her
Y'all can't see who I'm fuckin' with and that's just how I like it
The lil' n***a that keep chops with him, so they don't wanna fight me
Keep a gun in every video, so they don't wanna sign me
This ARP a one of a kind, you can't just go and find it
[Outro]
N***a
It's with an X, n***a
Fxce