[Intro]
Aww shit, uh
(Xan Groove)
Yellow xanny, purple drank, I feel like Lonzo
(Xan Groove)
I just rolled me up some sour with the fronto
(Xan Groove)
I'm boutta boutta boutta hit this shit pronto
(Xan Groove)
I'm boutta, I'm boutta, I'm boutta hit this shit pronto, yah

[Verse]
You’re obnoxious, you make me nauseous, you’re fucking toxic
So stop it, before I rock you as if we boxing
I’m not with, all that opp shit, we are opposites
We ain’t one in the same, so get back in your lane
I’m riding in a wraith, you stuck taking the train
The train dispatcher hold you, you can’t do shit but complain
Must refrain from claiming I don’t got money to my name
I could go broke tomorrow, make a rack the next day
Boi I’m paid. And I kinda feel some type of way
Cuz these xans had me in a daze for a couple days
Tryna feel my face as I treat this couch like my parking spot
All these school buses in my stomach, I’m a parking lot
All these drugs coursing thru my veins, I’m insane
Smoking weed and drinking lean as if I ain’t already tame
...I’m numb as hell, like I never heard of pain
And I’m grooving like a motherfucker tryna catch the wave