Blatt Blatt

[Chorus]
I know why this bitch mad
Fucked her, ain't even text back
Try my gang, we blatt, blatt (Blatt)
Leave 'em in a trash bag (Bag)
Heard you going out sad
Bitch, you broke and down bad (Bad)
I just fucked her best friend, she treat me like the bad man (Uh, ew)
Nigga, I'm the hitman, but just call me the Xan'-man (Yeah)
Havin' Molly Santan', I sell it to my white friend (Yeah, what?)
Type to slime my best friend, I draw down for them benefits (Slime, slime)
Diss me in that song, but now he on that brother, brother shit (Grr)

[Verse]
Nigga try young Prada, leave you slumped up in that trash bag (Slumped up in that trash bag)
I feel just like Santa when I wrap it in a Glad bag (Yeah)
Came 'round my way actin' like you hard, now he's a hashtag (Grr)
Nigga askin' questions like that shit gon' bring his brother back (Back)
I be where them Bloods at (Bloods at), glizzy on me, blatt, blatt (Blatt, blatt)
Snatch off in a Scat Pack, he can't get his bitch back (No)
IG model, fuck exotic bitch, she havin' face tats (No)
She just hit my phone with booty pics, I ain't even ask for that
I'm like, "What's up, Gway? (Yo) Oh, you got that fat-fat?" (Grr)
Bankroll bussin', big racks (Racks), text yo' ho on Snapchat (No cap)
I take off on 12, yeah, supercharged, that Hellcat
Backwood blowin', exotic bag, Runtz, I can't even smoke that (Smoke)
Nigga, where yo' ho at? (Woah), text her, "What's up, big head?" (Yeah)
Nigga, where my pole at? (Brr), stick on me like old head
I'm with lil' Q, 5 and them, I be with lil' Mar, and them
TP, that's my patnadem', Blackcard, that's my patnadem'
G-lock pokin', 30 rounds, try my gang, we gun ya down (Brrt, brrt)
All these hoes get passed around, sell her dreams, then let her down (Down)
I was lost, I'm still ain't found, holdin' nuts when I was down
Bankroll bussin', large amount, nigga, what you talkin' 'bout? (What you talkin' 'bout?)

[Chorus]
I know why this bitch mad
Fucked her, ain't even text back
Try my gang, we blatt, blatt
Leave 'em in a trash bag
Heard you going out sad
Bitch, you broke and down bad
I just fucked her best friend, she treat me like the bad man
Nigga, I'm the hitman, but just call me the Xan'-man (Xan')
Havin' Molly Santan' ('Tan'), I sell it to my white friend (Friend)
Type to slime my best friend (Friend), I draw down for them benefits (Yeah)
Diss me in that song, but now he on that brother, brother shit