[Intro: X The Kid, X Wit Clout, Albeezy X & S!D]
(Fucking dog at my gah damn air mattress fucking Frisco, shit.)
(I love Frisco!)
(Fucking dog ate my air mattress. Gah damnit Frisco.)
(X! I need to see what you fucking got!)
[Verse I: Albeezy X & X The Kid]
Pull up 10%
Windows that’s the tint
Can’t see me don’t look in
JonC nigga represent
Too cool to say the threes therefore y’all can’t fuck with me
Nigga please, this finna be a breeze
Anatomy? Uhhh I’m the bees knees
Y’all play heel to achilles
X season like the red wedding (Yuh!)
Except everything’s covered in orange
Beezy the real deal y’all just a torrent
New phone, they call me? I’m lost
(That’s your verse nigga.)
Nigga been dripping in sauce
Tweaking like I’m on South Park
Chilling should call me Bob Ross
[Verse II: X Wit Clout]
I drop and astound
When you drop not a sound
But the empty Jewel case laying flat on the ground
Why are all of these rappers just laying around
Like a messy little kid with some Halloween
Candy
Taking up space I’m not talking about Dandy
So outta place get these niggas a nanny
King of the Ville cause that’s were the X-Fam be
X wrote this sober while y’all pop Xannies
Wow All of these niggas a joke
Mad at some muthafuckin words that wrote?
Cry me a moat
Never step foot in my Kingdom
Like that shit was crawling with ghosts
(Aye!) Finished a classic with S!D
(Aye!) Watch her take over this shit
(Aye!) Tuna just did it again
(Aye!) Y’all cannot fuck with The Kid
(Aye) S/O to Choc with the mix
We in the dorm room he bumping some Prince
X so official website made with wix nigga
I’m so successful and Ain’t dropped shit!
(Yuh!)
Damn
I’m so successful and Ain’t dropped shit
I’m so successful and Ain’t dropped shit
I’m so successful and Ain’t dropped shit!
(Yuh!)
PART II
Aye, Aye, Aye, Aye Aye, Aye, Aye
Aye, Aye, Aye, Aye Aye, Aye, Aye
Aye, Aye, Aye, Aye Aye, Aye, Aye
Aye, Aye, Aye, Aye Aye, Aye, Aye
(Beezy X!)
Aye, Aye, Aye, Aye Aye, Aye, Aye
Aye, Aye, Aye, Aye Aye, Aye, Aye
Aye, Aye, Aye, Aye Aye, Aye, Aye
Aye, Aye, Aye, Aye Aye, Aye, Aye
(Knock it off man, tell these muthafuckas somethin!)
[Verse III: Albeezy X]
Bitch The Kid just grew up
And I ain’t fucking with none of y’all claiming that y’all knew us
You knew what?
Bitch!
I don’t know yo fake ass
Erased pass new faces
I’m racing, I’m racing
I’m gone
(Toodolloo!)
I’m back now
Blowing up in your face that Andrew WK now
The AZ and TX in CA making all the moves now
The way a nigga feeling might go drop the tape right now
That’s how we doing shit nigga
Y’all cannot roll with us rudiments nigga
I just don’t fuck with y’all rude to these niggas
I’m seeing straight through these elusive ass niggas
You ain’t in the stu when you recording behind a curtain
How come when you rapping delivery sounds uncertain?
Claiming that you’re hard nigga I can tell that you nervous
Beezy X so cool I refer him in third person
Who you thought it was bitch?
Headed in one direction like red lines on a compass
Or like a Vince Staples song when he was repping where he from bitch
And shoutout to my mama she my fucking biggest fan bitch
[Verse V: X Wit Clout]
Sorry for the accent I had to make that rhyme
All these other niggas just steadily wasting time
My flow like EST y’all PST lag behind
But when I’m in CST nigga That shit is mine
[Verse VI: X The Kid]
Summertime watch me drop me a classic (Aye)
06 thoughts I made em happen (Aye)
Long way from falling off the mattress (Aye)
Subtweet, I forgot to mention (Aye)
My dog more loyal than half of you niggas
And it’s been 3 months since I’ve seen tthat nigga
I just dropped new merch on my Teespring my nigga
X on my chest, how you feeling my nigga?
They use to exclude X
Now X up next
The clique so exclusive
Black excellence
Go hard like on Y-X
Expect no less
Straight facts so accept this threat
Wait
They use to exclude X
Now X up next
The clique so exclusive
Black excellence
Go hard like on Y-X
Expect no less
Now wait for Orange... something
Bitch!
(I had to add that “bitch” in, for effect)
