XXL lyrics

[Intro]
I got 20 on my beat

[Verse]
Everybody know my name ringin' bells
Ringin' bells like the hallway (Uh-huh)
I ain't gotta cap in no motherf*ckin' rap
I'll whip out and air it out broad day (Mmm)
I got in with that stick, and I'm with that
Break a n*gga in half like a Kit Kat (Uh-huh)
I been tryna be positive, mama (Uh-huh)
They ain't f*ckin' wit' Jonathan, mama (Nope)
Who you know put they motherf*ckin' self on the map
And now they don't owe nobody sh*t? (Me)
I send one of my lil' n*ggas, come take you off
You get laid on the floor by a jit (Ha)
Got pulled over with 55K in my pocket (Woo)
The police, they know I'm legit (Woo, woo)
The police, they know I got sticks
They be worried about me, they know I'ma click (Fah, fah)
These n*ggas, they know I'm a dog
I ain't worried about him, I know he a b*tch (Meow)
The next n*gga that come play with me
I'ma send him to go ask 2Pac for a pic, b*tch
They say I'm the hottest new n*gga
Go check the thermometer, that n*gga sick (Hot)
n*gga must have a fever or somethin'
Heard he was born up in Cleveland or somethin' (Uh-huh)
Let me give you a history lesson
We moved back to Charlotte, 1999 (Okay)
I ain't sayin' that none of that matter
'Cause if somebody touch me, then somebody dyin' (No cap)
Why he talkin' so calm when he say that? (Huh?)
How he make 'em rewind and replay that? (Yeah)
Who you know get a fade once a week and ain't tryna get waves?
f*ck a motherf*ckin' wave cap (Uh-huh)
Every time that the DJ play "Suge"
n*ggas throw up they arms like a motherf*ckin' racetrack (Let's go)
Every time that my baby girl see me
She run and say "Daddy," I love when she say that (Mwah)
Every time I hit one of my moves
All the b*tches go crazy, they like how I do that (Let's go)
I keep one in the head, if I don't let off first
I'ma dive to the side when I shoot back
Yeah, I'm comin' like Blade in this b*tch (Ah)
f*ck around and walk down in a trench coat
They gon' have to put me with the greats (Uh-huh)
Wanna f*ck with me, she gotta wait (b*tch)
On the yacht with Meme and the kids
There's four of us, we on the sea eatin' steak (Yep)
I won't go back and forth with a shrimp
You goin' out sad 'bout a ho, I'm a pimp (Ha)
He keep bumpin' his motherf*ckin' gums
We gon' put his ass up like a motherf*ckin' blimp (b*tch)
Like to talk on the pillow wit' hoes, that's gon' get him exposed
He a motherf*ckin' simp (Hold up)
You know he got that thang on him, Baby
Quit askin' him why that boy walk with a limp (Shh, shh, shh)
I don't care 'bout this motherf*ckin' chain (Uh-huh)
But I'll still bust your motherf*ckin' brain (Uh-huh)
Just got head on a motherf*ckin' plane (No cap)
Ain't no cap in my rap, I'm the truth (Ha)
End up f*ckin' this ho from the back
I knew her for a day, she on go, she the swoop (Yeah, yeah, yeah, swoop)
And these n*ggas ain't livin' like that
Why he talkin' so gangsta? Your bro, he a fluke (Fluke, fluke)
They know Baby gon' blow, he a flute (Flute)
They know Baby gon' blow, he the bomb (Boom)
They know Baby was just in Miami
Now he in L.A., n*gga think he LeBron (Ha)
They know Baby go baby on baby (Uh-huh)
But five years ago, n*gga say he was John (Keep goin')
I touch down at the front of the plane
And the driver come pick up my Louis Vuitton (Them facts)
While he drive me around, I be blowin' out pressure
I'm chillin' backseat with the iron, b*tch
[Outro]
And I'm done with this sh*t, man
I'm one of the best motherf*ckin' rappers, man (I'm f*ckin' done with this sh*t, man)
You know (I'm done with this)
But I ain't gon' keep, you know, I mean, braggin' 'bout this
I'm done with this one, I'm the best motherf*ckin' rapper, man
Quit playin' with Baby, man, do not play with me
I'm just exercising, I'm just exercising my craft, that's it (I'm the best motherf*ckin' rapper)
And I'm not gonna keep sayin' this sh*t (Yeah), I'm done sayin' this sh*t
Uh
And I got 20 on my motherf*ckin' beat, but this n*gga can't engineer for sh*t
I'm 'bout to make this n*gga just start makin' beats and quit engineering
A'ight, cut that sh*t off