What about us? Should I embarrass myself with a triple text? Surprised at all that I called this happening? On track three of BZAR. DAXMAN, this Apple anthem brings back the same cast (of the DARLING in the FRANXX inclined “iphoneXX” from our last project) to take a moment to shrug off all setbacks...
Intro (DAX):
...I called it
...you came
...I called it
...too strange
...I called it
...it rang
This dream might just be this whole thang
Verse 1 (DAX):
(No code to the safe, bitch, the code is my face)
512 the gig, but still get out my space
Protection around me, no matter the case
My shawty Rikka, been captured a taste
Pulled up with Grid, ain't a need for a *skrr*
Mecha, Phone, Max, man, I’ve been the upgrade
Come 'round with Androids, get hit with that Grid Beam
That's my lil’ baby, looks good on the swim team
Bzar's still wit' me, this nig's on his fifth lean, I
Rotate my iced wrist 'till blizzard blisters, get the
Bigger picture, she likes killer liquor, those two
Bitches the same, on some Sister Sister like it's
Kiss X Sis, still exist, what we on, it's XS
Slice with the Saber, Steve Jobs is
Savior, look like shnack... baby's a
Wafer, it’s DJ DAX, bzar comes
Later, kaiju emoji, a monster would date her
Verse 2 (CAMO):
(Bitch, I’m too) big and my iPhone excessive, my iPhone too
Fat from the texts, you can check it, Snapple my
Drink, bitch, I already said it, it's
"iphonexx" but I changed up the setup, my iPhone too
Heavy, get gas like unleaded, yo’ bitch on my
Line and she saw that I read it, but I don't
Respond 'cause these hoes are too petty
IPhone XS coming up: are you ready?
Yeah, bitch: I got it, I got the bag and the tech
IPhone XS and a tec, it leave you
Wet, I empty clips in yo body
Then yo bitch send me a text, come for your
Neck, she see the phone, give me neck
Then I might come in her neck, feel like I'm
Sheck, bitch, you know I’m from the west
My bullets hitscan like a test
Verse 3 (bzar):
I'm in Adidas but PE$O in Nike
My bitch a vampire, she stay tryna bite me, the
Money the motive, the profit my psyche
My city show love, feel like Aphrodite
Bitch, I sip water, hoe, this ain't no chai tea
Fuck up a sack, make it wanna learn tai chi
Nigga move wrong, he get hit wit a tri-beam
It ain't 'bout the money, the convo unsightly
Hate bein' sad but the sadbois love it
Hoes scream my name, they see me out in public
Feel like a genie, my lamp, yeah, she rub it
They can't control me, bitch, I'm not a puppet
I can't fuck her, that bitch built like a muppet
Glock Wendy Williams, the way that I tuck it
Tula on me, saw yo' bitch and she dug it
This *pew* gotta dick, pull it out, make you suck it
I walk around with the XS (Max)
You walk around with ya' exes (cap)
I walk around steady flexin' (drip)
You walk around like you Texas (bitch)
The watch on my wrist look like X-mas
Bezel hands glide over the seconds
Took two xannies, I'm still restless
My bag look like I got a death wish, ugh
Can't hit a juul if it ain't mint, that's on my
Mama, my girl is nirvana, yo' bitch a
Iguana, matter fact she's a piranha
Wish you were me, yeah, you wanna, drip like a
Sauna in Tijuana, tell that lil'
Hoe that she total drama, you smokin'
Dick, I smoke marijuana, I'm the greatest
Ever, not a prima donna, ya' dig?
Verse 4 (PE$O):
IPhone in my hand, the other got cabbage
My swag is special, you mad you can't have it
My phone on DND stop tryna' tap it
'preme on my shirt and goodboy on my jacket
Bzar in stripes and my shoe gotta check on it
Look what I made, homie, put some respect on it
Band in my hand and she wanna have sex on it
I dig up in it, I might leave a mess on it
Pulin' the plugs on you, motherfuckers, that's it
If he don't got it then, homie, who has it?
Lights and the flashes, homie, my life is a pageant
Saw me a bag and you know that I
Grabbed it - (who the fuck is PE$O PETE?) ooo, ooo!
But this shit deep I'mma flip it and
Pass it, iPhone on me, need my face just to
Tap it, she wanna fuck up a sack at the Saks 5th
Verse 5 (jay):
I had a 6, leveled up with a X and I
Walk with a Tec, so you know I'm not stupid
She hit my line when she fiending for lust but you
Know I won't love and I'm really not cupid, she
Got so many guys, it making me sick to my
Stomach, I promise, I wanna' start pukin'
Even if we're even, I'm odd and I'm different, I
Promise, no matter what, I won't be losing
Rikka my baby, go crazy, go stupid and
She got the thighs that's finna' make me lose it, the
"S" stands for "super" and "stupid" and "swimming" and
If we is winning, her thighs are for "supper"
I may be slow, but I know that you know that I will not be so
Great if you play me like I was a sucker
If you gon' love me, you know I'm gone love you, I
Looked in her eyes and she gave me a pucker
IPHONE XSSSS was written by Lil Jaywalk & PE$O PETE & BZARGOODBOY & CAMOGOD & DJ DAX.
IPHONE XSSSS was produced by wyt.
DJ DAX released IPHONE XSSSS on Thu Aug 15 2019.