XMG

Yeah, yeah, yeah, Scarlxrd
Haha
Oh yeah

Nigga we're cheating, we got the codes
Nigga we're cheating this shit, oh yeah
Out of my business, out of my notes
Or you'll be tasting my fist, okay
Animalistic with visuals
Hublot is heavy, my wrist is glued
'Bout all that action we see the news
Fuck on my bitch 'til her legs can't move
Stumbling out of my Rarri shit
I do not know how to start the shit
Ducking all the polish and washing it
All of my pockets are solid bitch
Fuck it I got me a Chauffeur
And I just copped her some boots
Still moving rapid, not slower
I'm killing this shit like it's cruel

Easy bro, wanna talk that greasy flow?
Wanna know about evil bro?
Nah, stop that peaceful mode
I wanna get that jeep for road
Yeah I'm on that eagle scope
I wanna get back even bro
Can't take that gleeful mode
You're on your own

Yeah I did it, oh my God
Yeah I made it, oh my God
Yeah I did it, oh my God
Yeah I did it, oh my God
Yeah I made it, oh my God
Yeah I made it, oh my God
Yeah I did it, oh my God
Yeah I did it, oh my God

Keep back I'm setting off like a bomby
Down drinks then go off like a zombie
When I come better put in graft not sloppy
Chilling with bear, gin shots in my body
Can't see shit, can't find my face
Wear my mask then I'm ready for hate
Going ham, I got cheddar to make
We don't care about leach or snakes

Oh boy, we don't care about them
We don't care about them
We don't care about them
We don't care about them
We don't care about them
Oh boy, we don't care about them
We don't care about them (Oh my God)
We don't care about them
We don't care about them

Bitch don't piss me off or might drag some glass across your neck
War is in my heart and I won't stop until we both are dead
Petty since the start, I still wanna crush your fucking head
Catch you in the dark and drag you by your fucking broken legs

Yeah I did it, oh my God
Yeah I made it, oh my God
Yeah I did it, oh my God
Yeah I did it, oh my God
Yeah I made it, oh my God
Yeah I made it, oh my God
Yeah I did it, oh my God
Yeah I did it, oh my God

Nigga we're cheating, we got the codes
Nigga we're cheating this shit, oh yeah
Out of my business, out of my notes
Or you'll be tasting my fist, okay
Animalistic with visuals
Hublot is heavy, my wrist is glued
'Bout all that action we see the news
Fuck on my bitch 'til her legs can't move
Stumbling out of my Rarri shit
I do not know how to start the shit
Ducking all the polish and washing it
All of my pockets are solid bitch
Fuck it I got me a Chauffeur
And I just copped her some boots
Still moving rapid, not slower
I'm killing this shit like it's cruel, han