[Intro: XO Alone]
Girl you're basic
I don’t like that fake shit
Poison in my veins
Baby I am wasted
Lost my patience
I like getting faded
Rolled a blunt so you know I had to face it
[Hook: XO Alone]
I can't get you off my mind and I hate it
Girl lemme get your number like I'm Mason
Silver rings 925 on my bracelet
Air Force 1’s with some blood on the laces
Glock 9 leavin' stains on the pavement
Off a pill baby I could be your patient
404 makin' hits in the basement
Fendi belt double F's on my waste-band
[Verse 1: SSJEDER]
Chrome heart on my shirt and I'm rocking mike Amiri
I don't like to talk bitch I only talk to Siri
Prada on my toes and I flex like Triple H
Cruising down the road 200 mph
Baby you're my favorite girl
Fly with me across the world
Bought that bitch Chanel pearls
Take me to the underworld
[Verse 2: emptycut]
Pockets big like hippo, they sleep on us like a pillow
If he want some smoke, that boy get lit up like a Zippo
Pulled up in a foreign or we pulled out in a limo
I just got some packs, it came straight from the dispo
Wait, hold up, I'm tryna go up
Times used to be rough, I kept praying for some luck
Spent five hundred on some lunch, now I’m sippin’ fruit punch
Bro you could get punched, feel like Midas, gold touch
[Verse 3: neisan]
Sweat drippin' down my nose
No it’s not from chemicals
You don't make me comfortable
I'd rather just be alone
Dirty shoes stepping all over my clothes
DG top, Yohji coat
Tell me secrets nobody knows
Spilled NyQuil and the Faygo
Fell for you now I cut my laces
Swear all the girls are basic
Poured a cup now I'm wasted
Let’s face it kiss me now I'm faceless
I'm running out of patience
I swear I need to pace it
Blacked out woke up on the pavement
Cut the chains what's the stake
Punch my face make it break
Back of the party feeling drained
I can't tell you what to say
But to leave me with all the blame
She want something else than to stay
Play me then leave that's the trade
I'll just get bag today
[Hook: XO Alone]
I can't get you off my mind and I hate it
Girl lemme get your number like I'm Mason
Silver rings 925 on my bracelet
Air Force 1's with some blood on the laces
Glock 9 leavin' stains on the pavement
Off a pill baby I could be your patient
404 makin' hits in the basement
Fendi belt double F's on my waste-band
