King Zay - Xanny lyrics

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King Zay - Xanny lyrics

Woke up pop a xan and get my day started Gas me up light up my blunt smell like that thing farted For that bag might do the dash I’m all up in that rari Speed racing cheese chasing when the day started Can’t go back to wearing knock offs when the chains tainted Now I’m beating up the track oh sh** i think that jay fainted n***as try to run up on me i shot em like I’m rambo Hop in that coupe skirt off with that lambo Its king zay w the bros i never change on em We rocked them n***as and we boutta race off I don’t act fake, not wearing masks this isn’t face off And b**h don’t ask me what I’m on, I’m on them f**ing pills n***a you don’t shop hear often you can’t get no deal All these diamonds on my body b**h this sh** for real I stopped showing love cuz that sh** will get you k**ed In and out of traffic like im in a wraith I ain’t tay k but i might just do the f**ing race I got money on my mind no matter the time Got this n***a sweating bullets like he lemon lime Nothing but the truth no n***a i cannot lie Woke up pop a xan and get my day started Gas me up light up my blunt smell like that thing farted For that bag might do the dash I’m all up in that rari Speed racing cheese chasing when the day started Can’t go back to wearing knock offs when the chains tainted Now I’m beating up the track oh sh** i think that jay fainted God damn they bouta beat me like I’m rodney king Ill sit down eat that sh** while saying chill beam I get paid every week got bands How zay do it like i got 8 hands And i gotta get up early as f** Gotta stay commited or else you won’t come up I got my mind all on the bucks Movin money like armored trucks If you want it like that then you gotta get up Im workin like a slave to rock my ice Done push me no temper not nice Yeah i dont wanna see the judge If im going for life you know im dumpin slugs And all you n***as slacking None of yall bout that action Let the 40 drag all you cheapskape n***as Finna toe tag all my motheruckin hater Balling is my greatness Huste, shine, and wait a bit All my n***as patient We gon get this bacon Im not young But your girl call me baby Yeah Your b**h call me baby Im not young Im like 17 years old I ain’t live like that but im livin fast Yeah Even once sprung by my crew, then she dippin I dont really gamble but im gonna throw the chips in Im eatin chip dip b**h Yuh Really hope you shoot quick Cuz all my n***as ruthless Like we eazy e Yuh Woke up pop a xan and get my day started Gas me up light up my blunt smell like that thing farted For that bag might do the dash I’m all up in that rari Speed racing cheese chasing when the day started Can’t go back to wearing knock offs when the chains tainted Now I’m beating up the track oh sh** i think that jay fainted