Off The Xan lyrics

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

[Chorus]
In that coupe countin up a stack
Only gon f*ck, keep the b*tch 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 b*tch 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 f*ckin sh*t back
She on my lap like a mat
2 glicks on strapped
I'm real rich thats facts
You a real b*tch thats sad
You on my di*k you a fag
30 bullets rippin through his fat
Put a perky in my cup
Off the lean, I don't f*ck
Yo b*tch just got f*cked
Run up on me try yo luck
My cup is dirty with the mud
Don't send me that sh*t cause it suck
Doors up on the benz truck
If it ain't bout the money then yuck
[Chorus]
In that coupe countin up a stack
Only gon f*ck, keep the b*tch 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 b*tch say I'm too rad
I'm in the air smokin jet lag
I was down broke, then I ran a bag

[Outro]
(Aye, yuh, yuh, yuh, ayе
Yuh, yuh, yuh, aye)