[Intro]
Gxner's finally legal
Oh, baby
(Takizava spilled your fucking blood)
[Verse]
Yeah, hoes are gonna call, I’ll be the first one not to answer
Percy gon’ dissolve I dropped like ten inside my Fanta
All I sip is wock, I pour a line up like a stanza
I get quick to droppin' bodies I feel like a necromancer
Cut him 'till he cold, blood loss make him pale
Stick it in her gut, now yo' ho look impaled
Gettin' sick right from the cup, all this syrup got me snail
I'ma split your homie up, half and half look like Dale
I don’t know what I’m on, I just can’t see straight
I don’t know which I want, two hoes can’t save
Point a stick at his lungs now these hoes gon’ shake
I’m too into these drugs now my ho wanna break up
Wock up in my chaser
My ho too fine she don’t even wear no make up
Purp in Mellow Yellow now my cup look like the Lakers
Poured two lines that’s a score like a layup
I up my stick we gon’ make the advance
I can’t see straight like I’m back on the Xans
I got Simons on waist, still I’m saggin' my pants
I’m so geeked that my brain always stuck in a trance (Oh my God)
[Bridge: ?, Joe Biden & Gxner.]
Ay, what up baby, back at it again with another GXNER track hosted by DJ SHADOW BIDEN, tell 'em what's going on, bruh
We are out here with some trees, and I think this song gon' do real well
Go get some chicken from The Eagle in Columbus, Ohio
Real good chicken there
Aight, that's sick, bruh
Ay, stay tune for next week when we burn down your grandma's house
Dueces!
Bruh (Damn)
[Chorus]
New blick by my waist, uh
I’m too geeked I can’t tell if this laced, uh
I’m too high, dropped a line in my Faygo
New headlights, I could die in this Range Rover
[Verse 2]
Brand new Drac' I feel kickback
Got oxys, percs, I mix with Act
Hoes come in 2s look like Kit Kats
BB Belt my Trues still sag
Lose myself, still keep my bag
I choose myself these hoes can’t match
I love my bank, I love my pape, I love my, I love my cash
Now I gotta chain on my neck, mask still gon’ cover my face
And I put a band on his head, everybody turn and spray
She in love she confessed, I don't even know her name
She in love she confessed, I don't even know her name
Oh, oh
[Chorus]
New blick by my waist, uh
I’m too geeked I can’t tell if this laced, uh
I’m too high, dropped a line in my Faygo
New headlights, I could die in this Range Rover