X-Man Lyrics

I feel like fuckin Cyclops with these Cartier shades on

Nothing coming free and you get what you pay for

Ho I need a freak no bitch I don't need no stank hoe

Got her on edge of her seat after I bust out a bankroll

Now I got her on her knees she do what I please

This ho push to start nah it don't need no key

Started pouring red whole time they just call me green

I just think they mad they can't do what I achieve

I'm mixing lean okay I spilt it on my shirt it got a stain on it

Chopper fucked my shoulder blade I might put some weight on it

Said she want a Gucci purse I told that ho to wait on it

Got a nice set of titties told that ho put my name on it

She got a face of an angel body of a porn star

This a casting call bitch fuck me on the sofa

I bought hella drugs bitch but her favorite coca Kick her out the door

'Cause these hoes love me like sosa

Yeah look I might crash the bitch I don't need the bitch I might drop the bitch

Yeah look I don't need the bitch I might crash the bitch I might drop the bitch

Look look I'm a X-Man I'm on X-Man I'm on X look I'm a

Yeah I'm a X-Man I'm on X-Man I'm on

Look look bad bitch Give me brain telepathy like Jean Grey

I don't give a fuck what he or she say I'ma go and spend this shit on a bad ho

I'ma go and empty the clip on your block ho

Look I'm a X-Man I'm on X-Man I'm on X look I'm a

Yeah I'm a X-Man I'm on X-Man I'm on

Look look