GRXM SHiT

[Hook: XVNNIE CLVUS]
GRXM SHIT poppin' off them hollow tips
Colt 4 5 stays connected to my fuckin' hip
Quit talkin all that noise boy we really with the shits
All you rappers lookin' lame I see you countin' up your counterfeit
Fuck what you think fuck what you heard
I be in the kitchen countin' up my work poppin' xans for stress release
These drugs might be killin' me
Fuck it, when I die bury me in all white like my G3's now fuck with me

[Verse 1: Xvnnie Clvus]
Xan man goin' worldwide poppin' shit off in the south side
Clap that AK if you wanna die turn that beat up to 11 cause this GRXM shit stay on the rise
Fuck around bitch get paralyzed
You can see hate in my fuckin' Eyes
Ima real one best recognize
You try and brush me off bitch you're the one that's dead to me
I'm the one makin' all the moves you try catch me off my feet
I'll strip you from that power you don't wanna catch this heat
I just sold my soul to the devil for some gold teeth
Ima ride for this scene Ima die for the game stay the fuck out my face stay clear of my way
Don't ever get me fucked up cause I'll put you in your place
Xannie Claus on the come up changin' up yo music taste

[Hook: XVNNIE CLVUS]

[Verse 2: TORCHFVCE]
40 totin, potent smokin
Empty mag then I reload it
Sippin potion, fear in loathin
Hoe deep throatin, neck I'm chokin
I got this shit in the bag, I got the pass
Most of these rappers are trash
They will not last, dead in the past
Pull up and empty the mag in a mask
While im whippin a foreign
Most of these pussies is boring
Y'all got me snoring
Rapping bout drugs that you ain't really pourin
You ain't really pourin
Bitch I'm sauced up, got my gloss up
Boy you pussies need to boss up
Choppa get you tossed up huahhh
Hit you wit that pole I call it Paul Walker.. oh.. damn..
Bitch I'm wit the shits I'll leave ya jaw broken.. yuh.. yuh.. yuh..
2 times wit da stick now that's a double standard ayye, aye
4-5 at yo skull ain't got no fuckin hammer yuh.. yuh

[Hook: XVNNIE CLVUS]