Xxxtracredit lyrics

[Intro]
Zaytoven
Yuh, yuh, yuh
Young mothaf*ckin' Rob $tone in this b*tch God damn
Yuh yuh yuh yuh yuh yuh
It's 1207 to the top boy

[Verse 1]
I see you tweeting, talking, but you acting phony
And n*gga I don't need the clout
Don't need the cameras on me
You must've thought your mans was bad
You gassed up on him till I had to press the button
Press the gas and press up on him
This a warning
Don't come back to California
I won't even hit your shawty
My di*k too expensive for her
I guess the question who got hits
'Cause you ain't lookin' for me
I sent all my hitters out to get ya
Ya'll some ten year old kids
Tweetin' like this "I'll f*ck your mom little b*tch"
Ski Mask you actin' like you wasn't on tour jealous of me
Flexin' on me, I told you don't test me homie
How your mans gon' leave you out here hangin'
You should question homie
[Hook]
XXX this extra credit for me
I don't need tentacion
I need bands and diamonds blingin' on me
XXX you resurrected on me
I'll wax you n*ggas on the black top
And wax n*ggas on beats

[Verse 2]
Okay now let me get this right, you beat a pregnant women?
My n*gga who can rock with that, you need a lesson for it
And second off you actin' soft depressed lil' homie
And you put my number out
Now that's some sh*t a groupie hoe would do
But please don't make me talk about the video
Mask off, ass out, if you didn't know
And then you post one of a dumb b*tch out here givin' throat
Stating that's my baby mama but she barely left out Diego
You n*ggas is gay hoes, better do as I say so
Know your mama mad she can't ever confess you ugly
Direct lil' homie, stainless at ya neck I'm bugglin'
Won't you Etch A Sketch or somethin'
Address ain't correct or nothin'

[Hook]
XXX this extra credit for me
I don't need tentacion
I need motivation, cash or somethin'
XXX you resurrected on me
I knew that you would be who mad
When you see me on your screen
[Bridge]
XXX this extra credit for me
XXX this ain't a test, I'm tauntin'
XXX you extra weird and harmless
Don't be pressin' on me
I can X you out the game you started
XXX this extra credit for me
XXX this ain't a test, I'm tauntin'
XXX you extra weird and harmless
Don't be pressin' on me
I can X you out the game you started

[Outro]
Yeah n*gga it's young muf*ckin' Rob $tone up in this b*tch
Its 1207 to the top boy!
Look n*gga, I done told you n*gga
I ain't playing no games with you n*ggas, look
They didn't want me to get violent
'Cause we done beat your home boy up in LA
You better not bring your ass out to San Diego
n*gga we ain't even gonna let you in the building
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, yuh!
Like I said, like I said
They ain't want me to get violent
So, so, listen, listen, listen
Get to the music my n*gga
I'ma tell you right now just get to the music my n*gga
Aye Drake, you ain't even gotta worry about this little n*gga
I got you homie ha-ha-ha-ha, yuh, yuh
Hey XXX, aye XXX, hey, hey XXX!
Yeah, its 1207 to the top boy!
I'm out this b*tch man
Let me get back to my muf*ckin' money man
I'ma get back to my debut album
Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh