SoFaygo - I Hate Xanax lyrics
[SoFaygo - I Hate Xanax lyrics]
This a chain gang exclusive blee
Tweaking off them Xans
(Blee, blee) , too high
He can't land (yeah)
I'ma beat her back then beat it again (yeah)
Never held my hand out, that was not the plan
(Okay)
Ha, understand, these niggas not your mans
Hit the plug when I feel stressed
I need some grams (I'm turned up)
Nigga, why you flex that guap? We
Know that's not your fucking bands
(Play cool)
I step out dressed all-white, man
I feel like the fucking Klan
Nigga, don't get hit up today tryna
Act like you the fucking man
That TEC gon' blow (yeah) , blow (yeah)
Blow that nigga head (Brree)
He not livin' like me
That nigga only do what he can (Okay)
I know how to make them mad
I know just what they can't stand (yeah)
Shut up and stay out the way, boy
I don't need no fucking friends
Nigga, they don't see the vision
See the plot (Turn me up, yeah)
Nigga, what's this fucking business? I
Got business with that guap
I got real shooters, bro, you better stop
(Doo doo doo)
I ain't even gon' speak on them
Just know they blitzing shit on God
And I'm killing shit, on God, need me a mil'
On God i could pull up on this ho
I bet she let me get inside (yeah, yeah)
Nigga, I done flexed so many times
Had to take so many losses, bitch
I had to get it right
Cross that line, suicide
Blow him down, say goodbye
Don't get hit up with that fire
I cock it back and let it fly
Heard they tryna take my soul
I know I cannot go for none
Nigga, I got somethin' to prove and I
Don't do this shit for fun
And I can't stand a bitch (Brree-brree)
Had to kick her to the curb
Had to tell my partner no more lean
It got his speech slurred
How the fuck you crossed us then
You act like you need help
Don't nobody want that bitch, lil' nigga
You can keep her and I get bands, bands
Can't pull up my pants
Um, I'm like the paperboy
I got these cuts all on my hands (Okay)
Had to hop up in these streets so
I can take care of my fam' (Brree)
Nigga, y'all gon' penny-pinch, get around
Go spin this bitch
And they ain't gon' whip the cameras out
When I walk up in this bitch (Brrah ha ha)
Tweaking off them Xans
(Blee, blee) , too high, he can't land (yeah)
I'ma beat her back then beat it again (yeah)
Never held my hand out, that was not the plan
(Okay)
Ha, understand, these niggas not your mans
Hit the plug when I feel stressed
I need some grams (I'm turned up)
Nigga, why you flex that guap? We
Know that's not your fucking bands
(Play cool)
I step out dressed all-white, man
I feel like the fucking Klan
Nigga, don't get hit up today tryna
Act like you the fucking man
Tweaking off them Xans
(Blee, blee) , too high
He can't land (yeah)
I'ma beat her back then beat it again (yeah)
Never held my hand out, that was not the plan
(Okay)
Ha, understand, these niggas not your mans
Hit the plug when I feel stressed
I need some grams (I'm turned up)
Nigga, why you flex that guap? We
Know that's not your fucking bands
(Play cool)
I step out dressed all-white, man
I feel like the fucking Klan
Nigga, don't get hit up today tryna
Act like you the fucking man
That TEC gon' blow (yeah) , blow (yeah)
Blow that nigga head (Brree)
He not livin' like me
That nigga only do what he can (Okay)
I know how to make them mad
I know just what they can't stand (yeah)
Shut up and stay out the way, boy
I don't need no fucking friends
Nigga, they don't see the vision
See the plot (Turn me up, yeah)
Nigga, what's this fucking business? I
Got business with that guap
I got real shooters, bro, you better stop
(Doo doo doo)
I ain't even gon' speak on them
Just know they blitzing shit on God
And I'm killing shit, on God, need me a mil'
On God i could pull up on this ho
I bet she let me get inside (yeah, yeah)
Nigga, I done flexed so many times
Had to take so many losses, bitch
I had to get it right
Cross that line, suicide
Blow him down, say goodbye
Don't get hit up with that fire
I cock it back and let it fly
Heard they tryna take my soul
I know I cannot go for none
Nigga, I got somethin' to prove and I
Don't do this shit for fun
And I can't stand a bitch (Brree-brree)
Had to kick her to the curb
Had to tell my partner no more lean
It got his speech slurred
How the fuck you crossed us then
You act like you need help
Don't nobody want that bitch, lil' nigga
You can keep her and I get bands, bands
Can't pull up my pants
Um, I'm like the paperboy
I got these cuts all on my hands (Okay)
Had to hop up in these streets so
I can take care of my fam' (Brree)
Nigga, y'all gon' penny-pinch, get around
Go spin this bitch
And they ain't gon' whip the cameras out
When I walk up in this bitch (Brrah ha ha)
Tweaking off them Xans
(Blee, blee) , too high, he can't land (yeah)
I'ma beat her back then beat it again (yeah)
Never held my hand out, that was not the plan
(Okay)
Ha, understand, these niggas not your mans
Hit the plug when I feel stressed
I need some grams (I'm turned up)
Nigga, why you flex that guap? We
Know that's not your fucking bands
(Play cool)
I step out dressed all-white, man
I feel like the fucking Klan
Nigga, don't get hit up today tryna
Act like you the fucking man