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XANAKIN SKYWOK - Heist! şarkı sözleri

Sanatçı: XANAKIN SKYWOK

albüm: Heist!


Ay ay ay ay if you can't make a hundred grand
Then you can't be my friend (Bitch)
Too much clouding up the vision
Y'all ain't changing up the plan (Ay)
Aye check the blueprint
I think this nigga scammed
Not again I should beat yo ass
Shouldn't have to say not again (Look bitch)
Woo woo why ya fed talking
When I'm walking in (Wow)
Big drip puddle on my fit
Cuz I set the trends
Rest again it's ya second set
So why you sitting (Damn)
I am not the type to hold a grudge
But we can't make amends
Why yo bitch naked
Yelling out take it (Take it)
You was so clueless
Ya dumbass on vacation (Uh)
Thought that I would keep that shit a secret
Nigga take it (Take it back)
She was moving too fast
Bitch basic
Ya bitch got some ass
I ain't even gone fake it (No cap)
She also got a back (Yea)
I'm tryna
I'm tryna level up on a daily basis (Yuh yuh)
Not complacent moving so fast (Yuh yuh)
These niggas thought I'm racing I ain't racing
Ay ay ay ay ay ay (The fuck is going on)
Double pistols out the Gulag (Boom boom)
Fuck an Asian bitch like Mulan
Batarang these niggas' mula
She wrap around my hips no Hula
Clips bando these sticks Rambo (Brah)
I like clit clit clit fuzzy mango
I melt ho ho ho's like I'm Van Gogh (Ho ho)
Yo bitch do a dance that's a Tango
Two sticks Cosmo Wanda get blown (Boom)
Last time we fucked that's murder she wrote (Ah)
Red dot new sight like a Bollywood ho (Duh duh)
I stole from a corny ass nigga like crows (Oh)
I don't give a fuck about her dirty ass throat (Give it)
You give it to her limp like a Biden ass Joe
I'm sticking my tip in a dirty's cup of Joe's
Put my creamer on the top for yo momma no foam
Yea let's get the bag swing the cash
We want all of it
Motherfuck a rack
Only M.'s what I'm pocketing
Aye bitch they turn a racist
The chink insane
If you playing with
My paper planes then you M.I.A.
Like I'm Jason
I leave em faceless
Now we the same don't be playing
Hero courageous you'll die today
With my mask off they get lack jawed
Who want the beef bring up the heat
Even the back drops they finna burn when I eat
Hurt em they scream just like a cat call
I turn to a dog and fiend
The monster in me
Finna come smack y'all
And word to my mudda you'll bleed
I'ma go get mine flip mine split mines (Yea whoa)
Then I tip my brothers we eat (Bitch)
There ain't no shit I cannot get by
With my crew nobody can beat (Yea)
Xan me and Action we never lacking (Yea what)
We hit the bank then we out with the speed
This a bank heist and our eyes look green
Get to the bag and the cash let's flee
Whoa bitch y'all be sluts for the clout
Guess I'm rich cuz I never bend down
Suck no dick I'ma get mine no doubt
But if you slick you gon hear pow pow pow bitch

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