XMG

Lyrics

[Intro] Pull up, pull up, pull up, wheel! Yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, Scarlxrd Anuh obeah me a work, play it, play it! Hahahahaha [?] Oh, yeah [Pre-Chorus] Nigga, we cheating, we got the codes Nigga, we cheating this shit, oh, yeah Out of my business, out of my notes Or you'll be tasting my fist, ok (Pu-pu-pull up that boy, wheel up!) Animalistic with visuals Hublot is heavy, my wrist is glued 'Bout all that action, we see the news Fuck on my bitch till her legs can't move Stumbling out of my 'rarri shit I don't know how to start the shit Duck all the polish and washing it All of my pockets are solid, bitch Fuck it, I got me a Chauffeur, uh And I just copped her some boots, uh Still moving rapid, not slower, uh I'm killing this shit like it's cruel [Verse 1] Easy bro, wanna talk that greasy flow? Wanna know about evil bro? Nah, stop that peaceful mode I wanna get that jeep for road Yeah, I'm on that eagle scope Wanna get back even, bro Can't take that gleeful mode You're on your own [Chorus] Yeah, I did it, oh, my God Yeah, I made it, oh, my God Yeah, I did it, oh, my God Yeah, I did it, oh, my God Yeah, I made it, oh, my God Yeah, I made it, oh, my God Yeah, I did it, oh, my God Yeah, I did it, oh, my God [Verse 2] Keep back, I'm setting off like a Bomby Down drinks then go off like a zombie When I come better put in graft, not sloppy Chilling with bare gin shots in my body Can't see shit, can't find my face Wear my mask then I'm ready for hate Going ham, I got cheddar to make We don't care about leeches or snakes [Bridge] Oh, boy, we don't care about them We don't care about them We don't care about them We don't care about them We don't care about them, 'bout them Oh, boy, we don't care about them We don't care about them We don't care about them We don't care about them [Verse 3] Bitch, don't piss me off or I might drag some glass across your neck War is in my heart and I won't stop until we both are dead Petty since the start, I still wanna crush your fucking head Catch you in the dark and drag you by your fucking broken legs [Chorus] Yeah, I did it, oh, my God Yeah, I made it, oh, my God Yeah, I did it, oh, my God Yeah, I did it, oh, my God Yeah, I made it, oh, my God Yeah, I made it, oh, my God Yeah, I did it, oh, my God Yeah, I did it, oh, my God [Pre-Chorus] Nigga, we cheating, we got the codes Nigga, we cheating this shit, oh, yeah Out of my business, out of my notes Or you'll be tasting my fist, ok Animalistic with visuals Hublot is heavy, my wrist is glued 'Bout all that action, we see the news Fuck on my bitch till her legs can't move Stumbling out of my 'rarri shit I don't know how to start the shit Duck all the polish and washing it All of my pockets are solid, bitch Fuck it, I got me a Chauffeur, uh And I just copped her some boots, uh Still moving rapid, not slower, uh I'm killing this shit like it's cruel, uh [Outro] Like I said, the fucking self It's still "fuck you" Die, bitch Oh, yeah