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You are now listening to a Bobby Johnson beat Ooh, I pop a Perc' when I'm upset (what?) She sucked my dick right on Sunset (Sunset) I made a few millis, ain't done yet (milli') Addicted to the money, spent a hundred in the club I told them Xans that, "I hate you" I told that bitch "I can't date you" (bitch) She pop a pill and go cuckoo She'll ride on a dick like a new coupe Hit a ho with a stick like a bamboo (bamboo) I'm the shit, got it lit like a candle (what?) Nobody can't tell me what I can't do (can't do) I can make the plug walk like some new shoes (plug, what?) New Chanel coat, lil' bitch get her heart broke (broke) Half a milli' in my cargos (cargos) I'ma fuck her then I send her 'bout her way ('bout her way) Can't fall in love, I ain't tryna get betrayed (Rich) Xans don't make you (you) Xans gon' take you Xans gon' fake you (yeah) And Xans gon' betray you (what? Yeah) Xans don't make you (you) Xans gon' take you (brrr) Xans gon' fake you (yeah) SongtexteXans gon' betray you (ayy, yeah, ayy) And she still tastes like Skittles (ayy) And her friend still tastes like Skittles, yeh(what) Put me right up in the middle, ayy You know I had to go and solve the riddle, ayy Used to pop Xans like brittle, ayy She want to go to Heaven but she evil, ayy Facin' my demons is never that easy (ayy, what?) I get what I want, now I got what I needed (yeah, ayy, ayy, what?) We look at the sky and she tell me she bleedin', ayy, yeah (yeah) Heartbreak ain't gon' change you But baby I won't change you And if I die don't miss me (ayy) I wish that bitch just kiss me (ayy) And if I die don't miss me (ayy) I wish that bitch just kiss me, ayy Xans don't make you (you) Xans gon' take you Xans gon' fake you (yeah) And Xans gon' betray you (what? Yeah) Xans don't make you (you) Xans gon' take you Xans gon' fake you (yeah) Xans gon' betray you (what? Yeah) I was sellin' pills Shawty got skills Gang shit, trill Cold heart, chills Ain't another bitch like shawty (yeah) She don't want Rollies, she want a Glock 40 Tats on her body, bandanas on her head Big brother Crip, but her favorite color red Shit I was sellin' coulda sent me to the feds Shit I was doin' coulda left a nigga dead Only got one motto: get to the bread Doin' fuck shit, put a bullet in your head (bow) Everything about it, always had heart (heart) That shit made me me, see? M 'cause I'm gettin' to the money Gotta keep it gangsta, yeah that's the G (ayy) Xans don't make you (Xans) Xans gon' take you (yeah, what?) Xans gon' fake you (yeah) And Xans gon' betray you (what? Yeah) Xans don't make you (pew, pew, pew, pew, pew) Xans gon' take you Xans gon' fake you (pew, pew) Xans gon' betray you (brr) Yeah, Xans don't make you Xans gon' take you Xans gon' fake you Xans gon' betray you Xans don't make you Xans gon' take you What? Ayy What? Ayy Xans gon' take you Yeah Xans gon' Xans gon' take you Xans gon' take you Aus Songtexte Mania