Off The Xan Okaymar

[Intro]
(I...)
(I-I love you)

[Chorus]
In that coupe countin up a stack
Only gon fuck, keep the bitch back
I got 30 hangin out this mag
I'm feelin really good off the xan
Checkin my flow, boy I'm yo dad
White bitch say I'm too rad
I'm in the air smokin jet lag
I was down broke, then I ran a bag

[Verse]
Run that fuckin shit back
She on my lap like a mat
2 glicks on strapped
I'm real rich thats facts
You a real bitch thats sad
You on my dick you a fag
30 bullets rippin through his fat
Put a perky in my cup
Off the lean, I don't fuck
Yo bitch just got fucked
Run up on me try yo luck
My cup is dirty with the mud
Don't send me that shit cause it suck
Doors up on the benz truck
If it ain't bout the money then yuck