I was in the studio
Banging tambourines
He was on the block
Chasing cheese
Serving fiends
Danny got coke
Danny Got bands
Danny got xans
Danny the man
I ain’t understand
Cause I ain’t make the plan
No I can’t understand
Like a black man in japan
God damn
He was fam
There go dan
Serving grams
I was trying make the band
Trying make some fans
Danny getting money
Danny stuntin’
Jackie Chan
I was trying get some ass
Flexing on the gram
Danny in the strip club
Running up the tab
I was at the gig
9 to 5
Chase the bag
Life hit you fast
In a world that never last
Heard Danny got them toys
I ain’t talking laser tag
Shootout with the boys
Tony zipped up in a bag
That’s Danny’s man
We was cool on Instagram
Anyway tone and Dan
They had came up with a plan
Convoluted as this song
Let’s move along
See Tony owned a strip club
And Danny had the xans
Tony was the big man
And Danny was a fan
See tony was Danny’s plug for the xans
He knew a doctor that would frequent his club and write him scripts. The way Tony figures it if he got the girls hooked on dope, they would be stripping to pay for they habit. He just needed a middle man to serve it to them

Xanny Danny
Got evil all around him
Wicked schemes
And everything that’s in between
America dreams of every n***a sippin lean
Pills the new routine
You just a cog in the machine

Trying to compete
With a real street n***a
Doing street shit