IPhone blowing up like a Samsung
IPhone blowing up like a Samsung
IPhone blowing up like a Samsung
IPhone blowing uh like a Samsung

Hello?

Yeah I got bars yeah I got bars
Yeah I got bars yeah I got bars
Sixteen bars
Bars of the Xan

Xan is the plan, San is the plan
Speaker on blast, speaker on blast
Xan is the plan, Xan is the plan
Speaker on blast, speaker on blast

Rappin' in my Gucci underpants
You can't understand me
I ain't a fucking Mac
You can not command me

Swinging swinging like Tarzan
Poppin' poppin' Xan and Sippin on lean
I'm in Japan speaking trapanese
If you don’t know better learn to speak
Got your girl on her hands and knees
Country girl learning trapanese
Bape bape bape I feel like keith
Bape bape bape I feel like keith

Wy whole life a jav
Hentai bitches be 2D
Bape bape bape I feel like keith
Bape bape bape I feel like keith

I sip lean speak trapanese
I sip lean then fall asleep
I write rap hooks in my dreams
Bape bape bape yea I'm a beast

IPhone blowing up like a Samsung
IPhone blowing up like a Samsung
IPhone blowing up
IPhone blowing up

Bitch I didn’t even save you in my phone
Why the fuck you phoning me for
I don't got time for your chit chat
Mixin' drugs like a mish mash

Laugh at the myself and I laugh alone
Laugh at the world and they laugh along
Im gon' be laughing when I die
Am I numb
No still not enough
Am I dumb
No I'm just young

X bar plug where the fuck are you at
Backstreet boy
I be posted in the back

Fuck all that pop shit, this deeper than than rap
We in the back, blacked out
Once you’re in you can never back out
Get a glimpse of god before you pass out oh