Don't let these bitches get in your head Fallin' out of love with Xanax Livin' my life on the edge I'm sacrificing everything Added Oxy, I don't need Alcatraz I brought Rolexes like they Adidas Continuin' deliverin' the substance I'ma beat up all my bros when I come Got to try to judge us like you ain't got no flaws Got to try to judge us Got to try to judge us Yeah, they gon' die, die, die, ain't no issue She gon' cry, cry, cry, she delicious She wanna kick you, she know judo How can I save her? I'm not a hero Bang your count, commas and zeros Go jam in my apparel Keep a pistol, let her hit you, I'm official Fuck that bitch up when I kiss her, I don't miss her Make her cry, cry, cry, she need tissue I get high, high, high, ain't have no issue VVS on me, no April Say you fly, we been through I told that bitch there ain't no way around in my future Come to find out yesterday, she was fuckin' on future Stripper bitches callin' on my phone They wanna know when I'll show up to the club Cause I throw hundreds and that bitch ain't throwin' dubs Spend the check, ooh, money love Xana clothes, Xana hoes, Xana trunk Kitty cake for the birthday man, he need it just cause I'm in Chicago with that trill, trill, trill, trill Pullin' the gang with me, yeah, they real, real, real, real FBG up in her future, real, real, real, real Parkin' pot, a lot of pills, mixin' with a lot of pills Take that when I walk to the club Hundred racks in my tights, ain't no time Lot of crips, niggas feelin' a lot of blood Got a million dollar ice, whichever kind Xana hoes, Xana clothes, Xana trunk All hundreds in my bank, ain't throwin' dubs Pour some gas on that nigga, he a thug I ain't tellin' niggas, feel, feel, feel, feel Don't let me gang with me, they real, real, real, real Rest in peace, you either kill or be killed Motherfuckers, fuck, fuck, fuck Homicides, homicides Let's get high, high, high Make her cry, cry, cry, she need tissue I get high, high, high, and have no issues BVS on me, no Equus You say you fly, we been through You can't see what we done been through You didn't see the road we took, it was grammy You don't know everything we been through But let's fly, fly, fly Cry, cry, cry, she don't need you Cry, cry, cry, she don't need you