[Intro: Xhulooo]
Yeah, ha
Yeah, ha
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, okay
(Ha, ha) Yeah
Fah, frr, brr! (Okay)
(Yeah)

[Verse 1: Xhulooo]
Been gettin' racks, ever since three (Yeah)
Chop up his body and knock off his knee (Yeah)
My hundreds blue, they ain't throwin' up Cs
I got some homies that's throwin' up Bs
I got some homies that's throwin' up Ms
Slime green money, YSL like Jeff
Stand on my money, I'm taller than Steph (Yeah)
Ain't 'bout a bag, I ain't talkin', I'm deaf (Brr)
Swervin' this Trackhawk, it keeps goin' left (Yeah, yeah)
Uppin' the boof, I be cookin' up, chef (Yeah, yeah)
Moncler beanie, ain't wearin' no Nеff (Yeah, yeah)
Chrome Hеarts jacket, I'm not rockin' GAP
Say sumn slick and get hit in your cap (No cap)
I walk around with that strap (No cap)
Got that AR in my lap
Play with these labels, just watch what you say
I ain't talkin' the letters, I came with a K
OVO, baby, I keep me a Drac'
If you play with my gang, put your head in a lake
I start smokin' when I'm in L.A. (Yeah)
I probably smoke me a 3.5 a day (3.5 a day)
He flexin' money, I keep on the way (Yeah)
I put it on his head, now we see what he say (Uh)
This ain't no game, I ain't come here to play
Pull up, and smoke that lil' boy like a J (Smoke that lil' boy, that lil' boy)
Smokin' that opp pack to the face
Up outta here, I be in outer space (Oh, yeah, yeah)
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