Yeat - X lyrics

Yeah ah ah (yeah) , ah ah
Ah ah, ah ah ah ah, ah ah
Ah ah (yeah) , ah ah (yeah)

I took a x-y-z yeah, I took a o-x-y
Rock Chanel, them twenty
On me, these kids ain't havin' no money
Yeah, I signed the deal for a milli'
It's a cold world get chilly
Rockin the Moncleezy, big Z
Spent 2 bands on Amiri jeans (For real)
Yeah, you can get left in the dirt (yeah)
I make a whole lotta money, don't work
(But yo)
But I still had to get off my ass (I had)
Yeah, made all my money twerk (Uh, huh)
Yeah I took the Cayenne going, 207
Yeah, I watched 'em take a bad
Pеrc' then go to heaven (yеah)
I got the big tonka with a big weapon (Oxy)
Half 'em sippin' fake juice boy
They sippin' big stretch
Yeah, put the saucy in it
Matte black on the coupe, tinted windows
No they can't even see in it
Ridin' 'round with a choppa cannon
Got some mud and it got the 3 in it

Oxy told me trust the process (Huh? I got to)
I was down bad I ain't believe in it
(Hell nah)
It was days I couldn't even dream of it (Ya)
They ain't like me bitch
Now they act too ugly (yeah)
Lost my grills I call the tooth fairy
(Hello?)
Diamonds sitting, shit ain't too fair
(Hello?)
I ain't wanna have to go there (Nah)
Should have sunglasses I don't wanna stare
(Cha-ney-ney, Cha-ney-ney, yeah, ho)
I'm rock the CC, Cha-ney-ney (Cha-ney-ney)
Shine like BB, the belt on a payday
(Let's go)
I woke up good, like I'm Dayday (yeah)
Ridin' round, toppin' some grade A (yeah)

(Ney-ney, yeah, yeah, yeah, uh yeah, uh yeah
Let's go)

I took a x-y-z yeah, I took a o-x-y
Rock Chanel, them twenty
On me, these kids ain't havin' no money
Yeah, I signed the deal for a milli'
It's a cold world get chilly
Rockin the Moncleezy, big Z
Spent 2 bands on Amiri jeans (For real)
Yeah, you can get left in the dirt (yeah)
I make a whole lotta money, don't work
(But yo)
But I still had to get off my ass (I had)
Yeah, made all my money twerk (Uh, huh)
Yeah I took the Cayenne going, 207
Yeah, I watched 'em take a bad
Perc' then go to heaven (yeah)
I got the big tonka with a big weapon (Oxy)
Half 'em sippin' fake juice boy
They sippin' big stretch
Yeah, put the saucy in it
Matte black on the coupe, tinted windows
No they can't even see in it
Ridin' 'round with a choppa cannon
Got some mud and it got the 3 in it