[Part I]

[Intro]
(I love Xavier Anthony)
(X—X—X—X—X—XA, bitch) Yeah
Yeah
(I like XA)
Yeah, yeah (Woah), yeah, yeah (Woah)
Yeah, yeah (Yeah), yeah, yeah (Yeah)
Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Woah), yeah (Woah)
Let's get it, let's get it, let's go

[Chorus]
Name another n***a rock out like lil' bana
She put the autograph on her ass and the tattoo, shit say "tana"
I hit Lenox in black and the mask, these n***as, they thought I was a scammer
I'm only gon' tweak if you tweak, I like to keep peace, but wе get shit handled
I got two hoes suckin' my dick, this shit lit, yеah, just like a candle, yeah
I'ma just serve your whole clique and tell 'em it's tree and then give they ass parsley
She text like, "tana, is you fuckin' with me?" I tell that bitch, "No, hardly"
Shawty, she ridin' the dick with no helmet, she look like she ridin' a Harley

[Verse 1]
When the last time you seen me smokin' a 'Wood? Hell nah, n***a, this a Marley
Ceg get to trippin' on the pack, he sendin' the beats, I hop on 'em in heartbeat
I don't even drink no Bacardi, but I'd damn sure fuck Cardi B
And I'm Gen Z Future like Nettspend, I just shit on the beats, pardon me
[Interlude: Tezzus]
Whole Ø gon' be straight, then what?
I wan' have the richest gang in America, that's my goal

[Verse 2]
We the richest gang in the bity, I feel like I'm lil' Meech
I was young and wanted to be different, so I went got my eyebrows bleached
N***as ain't ever been in that field, fuck-boy, better put on your cleats
And she thought I went to school to be a dentist by the way I put white on her teeth
She put molly in her smile
I'm with a white ho, she with a white ho, I guess she a bi ho
I feel like Young Thug, they come 'round, murk 'em every night, uh
She get on the dick, start singin' American Idol

[Bridge]
Yeah (Okay), yeah (Yeah)
Yeah (Okay, XA, bitch), yeah (Yeah), bitch (Haha)
(Øway, yeah, yeah)

[Chorus]
I hit Lenox in black and the mask, these n***as, they thought I was a scammer
I'm only gon' tweak if you tweak, I like to keep peace, but we get shit handled
I got two hoes suckin' my dick, this shit lit, yeah, just like a candle, yeah
I'ma just serve your whole clique and tell 'em it's tree and then give they ass parsley
She text like, "tana, is you fuckin' with me?" I tell that bitch, "No, hardly"
Shawty, she ridin' the dick with no helmet, she look like she ridin' a Harley
[Outro]
When the last time you seen me smokin' a 'Wood? Hell nah, n***a, this a Marley
I don't even drink no Bacardi, but I'd damn sure fuck Cardi B
(Cardi B, yeah, Cardi B, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah (Okay, okay, let's—)
Yeah (Okay, okay, let's—)
Yeah (Let's get it, okay)
Yeah (Woah, Øway, fuck, let's get it)

[Part II]

[Intro]
(X—X—X—X—X—XA, bitch)
I got some more time on my hands
Fuck 'round, slow this shit down quick, let's go
(I love Xavier Anthony)
Let's get it, let's go
Let's get it, let's get it, let's go, let's go
Let's get it, let's go
Let's get it, let's get it, let's go
Let's get it, let's go, yeah
Let's get it, let's get it, let's go, yeah
Let's get it, let's go, yeah
Let's get it, let's get it, let's—
[Verse 1]
She ain't ever seen a n***a this lit
Hop out gang, you know I got the damn stick
Real Don, Bana Dølla type shit
These n***as spend a dime just to fuck bitches
I'll up the stick, make 'em give up riches
Always strapped up, n***a, like—
Always strapped up like I got opps
I ain't had no job, I was in the 'yo
Seen a bitch outside, I said, "Yo"
I'm just tryna get high, she tryna get low
You know what I mean, yeah

[Verse 2]
I got fire, you better get low (Low)
Got a re-twist, hide ya ho (Ho)
In the trap spot, smokin' dope (Dope)
When we pop out, just get low (Low)
When we pop out, just get low (Low)
When we pop out, just get (Low, low)
When we pop out, just get low
It don't get no realer like I'm Glo
I'm talkin' 'bout GloRilla
I'll spill the swag on a bitch, but I'm not a swag-spiller
I'll rock the fuck out that stage, you know I'm a show-killer
I might just rock out like I'm Harry, you know I'm on go, n***a, yeah

[Outro: Tezzus]
Whole Ø still gon' be straight, then what?
I wan' have the richest gang in America, that's my goal
After all my brothers rich, I can die in peace, Øway
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