​spl111ffic33nt lyrics

[Verse 1: ebaij]
My sauce, yeah, they take it, my money, they can't take it
Your bag, I'ma take it, watch your ass get baked, b*tch
Know you don't want the fade, b*tch, know you a b*tch, you faced it
Glock with a beam, if you run, you still getting hit
This wood, b*tch, watch me face it, my mask on like I'm Jason
Eyes red, 'cause I'm faded, still watching money rake in
With Wav Gods, we take sh*t, you run up, catch a facelift
A hollow, watch you break quick, we ain't on the same sh*t
Riding in a foreign, slice a n*gga like a Godan
Your b*tch said that I'm golden, your b*tch said that I'm goated
f*ck n*gga ain't goated, riding around, I'm toting
sh*t talking? I'm blowing, in the trap with Chozhen
Indica I'm blowing and if you talking sh*t, then you Indica I'm blowing
I do not give a f*ck, 'cause I'm in thе cut and blowing
And I feel like Chief Sosa, 'cause I swеar to God I'm glowing
But I feel like Bin Laden, 'cause on God, a n*gga blowing
n*gga said he got them poles, seen me irl and he ain't blowing
Lame ass n*gga don't know sh*t, see you, on God, I'm blowing
Say I'm lame, 'cause I'm blowing, but capping your songs, b*tch
Boy, you don't got no pole, b*tch, stop motherf*cking faking
And if he got a pole, swear to God, I'll f*cking take it
No, you ain't on the wave, b*tch, send opens through a wav, b*tch
You n*ggas trying to bite the Wav, b*tch, but this sh*t just for Wav, b*tch

[Verse 2: Xoly]
I been flipping packs by myself, money over mental health
b*tch, I'm smoking straight kelp, feel like Hempbob
I smoke like Rasta, turn him into pasta, his body is a noodle
Shrooms turn me into Google, n*gga, make a Google search
I control HZ and I'm powered up like Buddha
I love how she move, b*tch, I'm steady chasing mula
You biting n*ggas putas, I'ma hit the cha cha
Your b*tch hit bachata, smoking straight zaza
He think he a Wav God, then he poco loco
Your b*tch in a chokehold, welcome to my dojo
She like, "DJ Xoly, can I take a photo?"
b*tch, you's a broke ho', I only f*ck with one of those