X lyrics

[Intro]
(Neilaworld)

[Chorus]
Ain't no Teen X no more, it's just X, b*tch
But I'm still gettin' high, still pourin' fours in my beverage
No Family Guy, I treat all my hoes just like Meg
Closed mouths don't get fed
If you got somethin' to say, then say it
I prefer sex over head
I prefer Wock' over red
Whip McLaren, n*gga, f*ck a 'Vette
No, these n*ggas ain't seen this yet
I sip lean, I don't sip on no 'yac
I'm a vampire, I turn to a bat
I get money, I count it, I stack
Need a bag, n*ggas spendin' they racks

[Verse]
f*cked her once, now she attached
You get punchеd dissin' a bat
I'm rollin' up, they like, "What's that?"
I'm smokin' on that new opp pack
I just took off a n*gga facе tat
I pulled up in that SRT
Hellcat creepin' up the street
I let shots off, I heard 'em scream
Can't f*ck with my clique, can't f*ck with my team
It's Opium sh*t, X-Man off a bean
You can't f*ck with my gang, you can't get in between us
Say he want some clean, but I sold him dust
For a bean, that b*tch'll f*ck both of us
Like Little Caesars, this ho hot and ready
Yeah, my b*tch dress just like a nun
And my money, it weigh a ton
I don't go nowhere without my gun
In New York, I ride with the machete
b*tch, it's X-Man, f*ck all that teen sh*t, but I still pour codeine in my beverage
I got rich, but I'm still servin' fiends, if you out of town, you know I'ma mail it
Ain't no coppin' no less than a P, I'm servin' these pounds, I ain't gotta scale it
[Chorus]
Ain't no Teen X no more, it's just X, b*tch
But I'm still gettin' high, still pourin' fours in my beverage
No Family Guy, I treat all my hoes just like Meg
Closed mouths don't get fed
If you got somethin' to say, then say it
I prefer sex over head
I prefer Wock' over red
Whip McLaren, n*gga, f*ck a 'Vette
No, these n*ggas ain't seen this yet
I sip lean, I don't sip on no 'yac
I'm a vampire, I turn to a bat
I get money, I count it, I stack
Need a bag, n*ggas spendin' they racks