Xavier Wulf, JGRXXN - Syllables lyrics
[Xavier Wulf, JGRXXN - Syllables lyrics]
Bitch I'm outside
In the black on black ride
But I ain't trying to hide
Bitch I'm outside
In the black on black ride
I ain't trying to hide
I ain't trying to hide
If any motherfucker got a
Motherfuckin' problem with me
Motherfucker I will be outside
I'm ready if you willing motherfucker
We can get it and I ain't tripping
I don't give a fuck if you die
So go ahead and try to take my fucking life
I promise I'll be alright
Nigga all I do is fight
All I got to do is strike
And shank a nigga life
They be mad when I'm on site cause
They know shit won't go right
I love to shake the night
I love my pocket knife
And if the police pull a motherfucker
Then you know I'm finna strike
I don't give a fuck
About no motherfuckin' nigga
Trynna come up with a motherfuckin' trigger
Ho! I don't give a fuck
About no motherfuckin' nigga
Trynna come up with his motherfuckin' nigga
Ho! I don't give a fuck
About no motherfuckin' nigga
Trynna come up with a motherfuckin' issue
Ho! Cause nigga I'm the motherfuckin' man
And that's all that I'm saying
Welcome to the motherfuckin' Blackland
Bitch
Okay Okay Okay Okay Okay
Okay Okay Okay Okay Okay
Phonked up sharp as I'm popping the Glock
Eighteen shots, make a motherfucker drop
Hollywood jaybag, catch you in the Maybach
Chop black shop till the
Run up on some niggas
With them all-black Glocks
Run up on some niggas
That's breaking the law
Some hollow points to the
Bank teller gon' fade
Sleep, nigga psycho mentality from that funk
Double barrel shotgun
That's why body's in my trunk
That's why I'm a
Psychopathic motherfuckin' lunatic
That likes to play a thangs on
The minds of the weak
Into the abyss of the shadows where you weep
When you lay at night
Make sure you brain asleep
Cause them underground demons will get you
And your soul is theirs
To motherfuckin' keep
In the black on black ride
But I ain't trying to hide
Bitch I'm outside
In the black on black ride
I ain't trying to hide
I ain't trying to hide
If any motherfucker got a
Motherfuckin' problem with me
Motherfucker I will be outside
I'm ready if you willing motherfucker
We can get it and I ain't tripping
I don't give a fuck if you die
So go ahead and try to take my fucking life
I promise I'll be alright
Nigga all I do is fight
All I got to do is strike
And shank a nigga life
They be mad when I'm on site cause
They know shit won't go right
I love to shake the night
I love my pocket knife
And if the police pull a motherfucker
Then you know I'm finna strike
I don't give a fuck
About no motherfuckin' nigga
Trynna come up with a motherfuckin' trigger
Ho! I don't give a fuck
About no motherfuckin' nigga
Trynna come up with his motherfuckin' nigga
Ho! I don't give a fuck
About no motherfuckin' nigga
Trynna come up with a motherfuckin' issue
Ho! Cause nigga I'm the motherfuckin' man
And that's all that I'm saying
Welcome to the motherfuckin' Blackland
Bitch
Okay Okay Okay Okay Okay
Okay Okay Okay Okay Okay
Phonked up sharp as I'm popping the Glock
Eighteen shots, make a motherfucker drop
Hollywood jaybag, catch you in the Maybach
Chop black shop till the
Run up on some niggas
With them all-black Glocks
Run up on some niggas
That's breaking the law
Some hollow points to the
Bank teller gon' fade
Sleep, nigga psycho mentality from that funk
Double barrel shotgun
That's why body's in my trunk
That's why I'm a
Psychopathic motherfuckin' lunatic
That likes to play a thangs on
The minds of the weak
Into the abyss of the shadows where you weep
When you lay at night
Make sure you brain asleep
Cause them underground demons will get you
And your soul is theirs
To motherfuckin' keep