[Hook: xenon]
Ice on my neck, gunners on deck
These Balenci's not no Vans
Pull up in a drop top minivan
Whip out three Glocks and I shoot your man
Ice on my neck, gunners on deck
These Balenci's not no Vans
Pull up in a drop top minivan
Whip out three Glocks and I shoot your man

[Verse: xenon]
Count up the checks while I count up these bands
Drippin' Chanel while you catchin' these hands
Seein' six figures that's in my plans
I drive a Benz while you drive a sedan
Fightin' an opp should've saw how he ran
Call up Fantano get the yellow flan'
I got the codes like a hackerman
Tellin' the labels 20 mil' advance
Family said no but I took a chance
Never turned back never had a glance
Now I got some cheddar bookin' tours to france
Paper so fat need a rubber band
Bank account dancin' doin' Running Man
Bars so hot need a frying pan
Sellin' out shows in Kazakhstan
Songs blowin' up like Taliban
Better watch out for this master plan

[Hook: xenon]
Ice on my neck, gunners on deck
These Balenci's not no Vans
Pull up in a drop top minivan
Whip out three Glocks and I shoot your man
Ice on my neck, gunners on deck
These Balenci's not no Vans
Pull up in a drop top minivan
Whip out three Glocks and I shoot your man

[Verse: GeeQ]
GeeQ coming in hot for another track, bitch I'm on the incline
If I don't win CG this year, then I'll blow that bitch up and then everyone die
And Xenon thinks I'm a bot
Let me show him how it's done, I'm very divine
Cash up, all of my racks I'm counting 50's on my neck
Drop 43 that's Steph
I make you look like a set
Man I'm feeling pretty blessed
Shoot them down in to the west
Take it down, must to digest
Yeah I'm shooting heads
That's what I do best
Take it to another track I'm really blessed
Fuck, I roll with some hitters
I know you don't like me, I shit on your hitters
Now bring me some white piece, you think I'm a killer
Well maybe I might be, but I don't know how to stop it
I got drugs I'm got them poppin
Yeah, bitch, out