[Intro: XANAKIN SKYWOK]
Ayy, Addison, you tryna play my rusty trombone?
XANAKIN SKYWOK
Yeah!
[Verse 1: XANAKIN SKYWOK, Yung Kage]
Choppa go "Boom" like a nigga doin' beatbox
Three Glocks hot, got 'em smokin' like the Weed Spot (Yeah!)
We rock chops that gon' drop you like a tree top
Rerock Rock, flintstones in this teapot (Yeah!)
Yada, yada, yada, chimichangas, gas on the weed scale
W-w-we snort scale, never give a bitch free nails (Uh!)
Three or four shells put a nigga in a story tale (Huh, huh)
P. sales can't stay sober, I'ma need bail (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
[Verse 2: Yung Kage]
Don't talk to me when ya mans is on the sideline
Bitch, give me neck, got me looking at her bird's eye
Bitch rubbernecking while I'm givin' her the third eye (Hey)
Third eye blasting out her mind, that's the third time (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
Blow her brains, bet yo' girl's eleven, man, that's really strange
24/7 got yo' bitch call me "Yung Kage"
Told her, "Bitch, Yippie kai yay, hit the highway"
Kage chilling up with the Xan, we at the feng shui
Baby girl, it just be a Thursday, throw it back
Blow her back, nut up on her eyes, give her cataracts
Cadillac, whip it on the track while I'm getting a lap
She a snack, but I'm on a fast, so let's make it fast
Ayy, Addison, you tryna play my rusty trombone?
XANAKIN SKYWOK
Yeah!
[Verse 1: XANAKIN SKYWOK, Yung Kage]
Choppa go "Boom" like a nigga doin' beatbox
Three Glocks hot, got 'em smokin' like the Weed Spot (Yeah!)
We rock chops that gon' drop you like a tree top
Rerock Rock, flintstones in this teapot (Yeah!)
Yada, yada, yada, chimichangas, gas on the weed scale
W-w-we snort scale, never give a bitch free nails (Uh!)
Three or four shells put a nigga in a story tale (Huh, huh)
P. sales can't stay sober, I'ma need bail (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
[Verse 2: Yung Kage]
Don't talk to me when ya mans is on the sideline
Bitch, give me neck, got me looking at her bird's eye
Bitch rubbernecking while I'm givin' her the third eye (Hey)
Third eye blasting out her mind, that's the third time (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
Blow her brains, bet yo' girl's eleven, man, that's really strange
24/7 got yo' bitch call me "Yung Kage"
Told her, "Bitch, Yippie kai yay, hit the highway"
Kage chilling up with the Xan, we at the feng shui
Baby girl, it just be a Thursday, throw it back
Blow her back, nut up on her eyes, give her cataracts
Cadillac, whip it on the track while I'm getting a lap
She a snack, but I'm on a fast, so let's make it fast
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