dancer

[Intro]

Ridin' round, nigga, and I'm ridin' with the poley

Smoke him like some zaza, fry 'em like a papa

If he talkin' rah-rah, choppa goin'—

(Four ninety-nine eight pieces, man, I want, I want sixteen of that motherfuckers

I got twelve motherfuckers at home, really hungry and mouth-watering and shit

Thirsty for some motherfuckin' chicken and y'all up here fat, false advertising

Who the fuck in the marketing department, man? We need to see them motherfuckers)

[Verse 1]

Lot of niggas on my dick, nigga, they don't even know me

Niggas stеalin' all the swag, ain't even tryna gеt the proceeds

It's my number one fans that be hatin' from a nosebleed

I be chillin' in my girl crib, I be hella cozy

He can get popped if he actin' hella nosy

Bad MILF bitch, hell yeah, her name Zoey

Ridin' round, nigga, and I'm ridin' with the poley

Smoke him like some zaza, fry 'em like a papa

If he talkin' rah-rah, choppa goin' rah-rah

Tryna get hella rich, I'm tryna cop a casa

'Cause my pops believe in me, yeah, nigga, shoutout to my father

And my mom see what's goin' on, yeah, shoutout to my mother

I love how my life looked like when I was livin' with my grandma

This ain't a movie, but the choppa shoot him like a camera

Grabba punchin, nigga, gimme a second, I can't stand up

If life is a bitch, then that bitch, she is a dancer

You askin' Xav "What's my purpose?", nigga, I don't got the answers

Yeah I'm smokin' good gas, bros still smokin' Steezus

[Pre-Chorus]

All you niggas randoms, I know you can't stand us

All you niggas randoms, I know y'all can't stand us

[Chorus]

Yeah, I love you baby, hell yeah, I love you Hannah

They don't know how good we got it, they don't understand us

My grandma said, "Please boy—

[Verse 2]

—ridin' with the poley

Smoke him like some zaza, fry 'em like a papa

If he talkin' rah-rah—

(Oh, what y'all gon' this motherfucker? I don't give a fuck franchise, man, this is some fuckin' bullshit here, man)

[Verse 3]

—and I'm ridin' with the poley

Smoke him like some zaza, fry 'em like a papa

If he talkin' rah-rah, choppa goin' rah-rah

Tryna get hella rich, I'm tryna cop a casa

'Cause my pops believe in me, yeah, nigga, shout out to my father

And my mom see what's goin' on, yeah, shout out to my mother

I love how my life looked like when I was livin' with my grandma

This ain't a movie, but the choppa shoot him like a camera

Grabba punchin, nigga, gimme a second, I can't stand up

If life is a bitch, then that bitch, she is a dancer

You askin' Xav, "What's my purpose?", nigga, I don't got the answers

Yeah I'm smokin' good gas, bros still smokin' Steezus

[Pre-Chorus]

All you niggas randoms, I know you can't stand us

All you niggas randoms, I know y'all can't stand us

[Chorus]

Yeah, I love you baby, hell yeah, I love you Hannah

They don't know how good we got it, they don't understand us

My grandma said, "Please boy, yeah, keep your head up"

I been goin' hard, nigga, yeah, I step my game up

Drop every week, that's how young Xav came up

We're all fucked, ain't nobody finna save us

Niggas tryna steal the swag, no, they won't amaze us

Steady doin' us, nigga, I don't know why they hate us

Put my DC's on, nigga, then I lace up (You discuss me)

Up it on a nigga, hit a nigga in the face, uh (You disgust me)

[Outro]

Oh, oh, oh

(You discuss me)

(You disgust me)

(You discuss me)

(You disgust me)

(You disgust me)