[Chorus: Xanman$hawty]
They say I'm too flashy, don't like how I'm livin'
Niggas bitch too much for me, get out your feelings
Wake up in the morning like I gotta get it
Don't hit my line, no, I ain't tryna kick it
Say where I was last night, I was with my niggas, gang, gang
Yeah, we on the same thing
Yeah, we on the same page
We know he not in the streets, that nigga not read what he claim
Shoulda' stayed in his fucking lane
Rob his ass, take his chain
Big Frank, color is same
White bitch, John McClain
Jonah Hill, bitch, I'm with the drum again
I walked inside this bitch, I only say fuck the opps, no, they don't stand a chance
I get them racks and do my money dance
Smokin' Gushers out a can
She wanna chill thеn take a Xan
He wanna be mе but he can't
He get some money now he mad

[Verse 1: Xanman$hawty]
Check your diamonds, they're not real
He wanna work, they need to pay
I'm gettin' that lean, I'm crackin' the seal
We just in a Civic, now I'm in the Benz
I'm punchin' that nigga, I feel like I'm boxer
Call of Duty, where I hop out the Chopper
She wanna fuck me and I'm like "When?"
She fuck with a nigga she know that I ain't poppin'
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