Destroy Lonely, Ken Carson - X For Breakfas lyrics

Wake up Filthy
X man, X man, X man
X man, X man, X man
Yeah, X man, X man, X man
Oh, X man, X man, X man

She said "What you eat this morning"
Bitch, I had X for breakfast
I threw that bitch on a Sandwich, no Cheese
No Lettuce
I ate that lil bitch, she was super wet
I ain’t need no beverage
The way I fuck lil shawty
She coming back for seconds
Upside down on my cross
Yeah you know how I shoot the Reverend
Send that boy straight to Heaven
Guess you could call it a Blessing
Nigga mad cause we fuckin on the same hoe
See me, nah I ain’t stressing
Or is you mad because she fucked with me
First and shе fucked with you second
Or is you mad cause I got that bag
And your pockеts unhealthy
Walk in that bitch, they know I'm rich
Yeah they know that I'm wealthy
Balenciaga on my kicks
And my jacket Margiela
He talking like he hard as shit
But he soft as a Feather

Niggas talking bout some cash
Bitch we havin' extras
(Yeah)
Niggas still smoking gas
Bitch we having pressure
(Yeah)
Got this fine ass bitch she mad cause
I still ain't text her back
Bitch I’m into fashion (Yup)
But my brother serving crack
If this shit don't work lil bitch
I bet I go back to the trap
If he playing with my work
I’ll knock that boy right off the map
We got heavy metal bitch
These lil boys be having scraps
I rock every leather bitch
Yeah you know that shit all black
I fuck every type of bitch
Yuh, I can't even cap
Hoe I touch every type of dollar
I like all kinds of cash
Dawg it's 12, get behind us
Roll the windows up and smash out
Bitch I send my shooter money
He want Cash App for that crash out

Bang, Cash App for that crash out
I'ma sell that bitch
Put a nigga on a cross, he get Crucified
I'ma nail that bitch
Coulda' fucked yo' ho'
But I was too damn high to rail that bitch
She was off that blow
So you know it ain't nothing you
Could really tell that bitch
Fuck it, I'ma go sell that bitch
Box her up, mail that bitch
Thats how you know my pimping lit
Thats how you know I'm pimping shit
I'll slap a bitch out quick
And you know I'll wipe a nigga nose
Just like a Handkerchief
If a nigga fucking with the O
I'll put that bank on him
Yeah I got a lil stamp, but
I want a lilg more
I'll up my rank on him
I ash my Blunt on him
I spill my Drank on him
Ion give a shit, Ion give a damn
Ion give a fuck bout him