XXL Lyrics

Brick by brick and body by body

I swear I'm fucking the beat up

(Uhh)

Niggas be talking online and scared in person that's why they don't meet up

(Uhh)

(I'm bout to go turn up the heat up on y'all)

The ice on my neck cost the price of the car

She sucking my dick to the lock of the jaw

In a all black car that nobody saw

Not a regular nigga

You know how to address me

Big Donnie or Selfmade stunner that shit will impress me

Don't tell him to much man they could be the feds

Man He could be a fan man coming for your head

Even though I don't play he gonna end up with the dead

And I got enough money to make it disappear

Who the fuck want war and I know you niggas broke

And I'm to cold you gonna need a bigger coat

Man put him in the booth and I bet he gonna choke

No time to play nigga I'm the goat

I'm fucking your bitch and leaving your house

I got that skeet all on your couch

I turn her pussy inside out

Hoe what the fuck you talking about

These nigga hot they tip they telling

He gonna get caught in his melon

Pause

He gonna call a reverend

Like nine eleven rest in peace to yall

You thought it was over but I had more shit to say

Moved out the house so I left section eight

Needed my own I was tired of the roach dates

I'm a millionaire I'm using paper plates

I'm leading the people you know I'm on front line

I look at the rappers its looking like lunch time

My pen is to sharp it go through like a Glock nine

This is illegal but I do not pay a fine

Ducking the feds they kicked in my dad door

I had a warrant they sent to the wrong door

All my houses

All they had was four

Let me be quiet because I added more

Niggas be hating but who really give a fuck

Ima be over here turning the city up

Bumpin the shit in a big body Bentley truck

Let them keep talking so we can knuckle up

All this talking I never seen a face

Maybe I'm tripping maybe I'm going crazy

Niggas be scary they hiding on a fake page

And why you be hiding if you got so much to say

I'm crashing the party like what's up

Don't let 'em flinch or a nigga gonna get touch

The fear in his eyes man that boy getting hiccups

I'm taking his bitch and she got a big butt

I'm sending her back after I stretched out her guts

She fuck with me better that's my lil slut

They saying my name so you that I'm up

They say that its weak

But they know that its tough

Cut my dreads off

So you know that I brush

I know that you thinking

That this is a rush

A kid on the way

So I can't fuck up

Three in total you know what's up