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Iayze
(Bitch I got racks)
[Verse 1]
Xan's ain't hard to get used to bae you just gotta get used to the taste
He smoke out a gram that's poopoo, damn lil nigga can't even get an eighth
Lil nigga who you?
I gotta do you if you not coming around with the gang
I think it's voodoo when she be all on my noodle, she say she don't wanna lose me
Her new nigga says he cool but I'm cooler
Mike Amiri but I mix it with Gucci
Bloodshed gang, they be coming looking for chains to take from you
Better duck your brain ain't safe for you
Look at the AMG 'cedes on me baby
Go top speed, baby
That's a high speed, baby
One of them high
Take 12 on a high speed, I'ma just call it a ride
Baby trust me it's a ride
I keep a Glock on my side
She wanna fuck all night
Baby that's alright
[Verse 2]
Fuck all that other shit, lets go to Malibu
Tryna break all the weed down it's not malleable
I could put all of you niggas together, you lil niggas still ain't valuable
I'm finna go for a coupe I might go for a Porsche if I wanna get radical
Big bank take lil bank, I ain't battling you
50 on Glocky, I'm clapping at you
Fuck that shit let's go big
I got this money on my head
I'm finna boot up off a Xan'
100k that's on my head
I guess that's the plan
She wanna give me head
I guess that's the plan
I'm tryna get him dead
I guess that's the plan
I guess that's the plan
I guess that's the plan
