HELL Lil Xan (Ft. Chem X)

[Intro: Lil Xan]
Yeah, ayy , Talixan, gang gang, yeah, ayy
Talixan, fucking gang, yeah, ayy yeah
Lil Xan, Talixan
Ayy, yuhh, ayy, yuhh, ayy, yuhh

[Verse 1: Lil Xan]
Throw my evening up, when it's rough
I shall tuck, you're the [?] rolling, adding up
Can't control myself, fucking bitches
I did well, [?] outta place
Outer space, or out of state
Got a foreign licence plate
Ayy, yuh

[Verse 2: Lil Xan]
It don't matter Imma get it how I want it
200 [?], son we be talking bass
Ring-a-round a rosie, I might suck on Ronda Rousey
They keep talking all about me
They don't know me, they so funny, yeah
Yo, what's the word, what's the deal
I've been super well, yeah

[Bridge: Lil Xan]
Can't you see, can't you tell, ay, yuh, ay (Yeah, Yeah, Yeah)
[?] cigar, took some piss, the day I joined the rapping biz
Tomorrow I might fuck your bitch
And leave some xanax on her lips
Tomorrow I might fuck your bitch
And leave some xanax on her lips