Xabi Alonso*

Lyrics from Snippet 1, 2

[Intro: Dave]
Yeah

[Chorus: Dave]
Man talk 'bout gym, man talk 'bout muscle, I don't fight and tussle
Skip that dinner and skip that party, still can't skip that struggle
This ain't no joke, I grabbed her throat, she tellin' me, "Yo, you're trouble"
How you snap your stack in twenties and still got space in a fuckin' duffle?
I don't know if I hit her and her twin, I'm burst, seein' in double
Louis Vuitton my fit, no logo, I like it subtle
She fuck with me and a scammer, and that's why that girl sayin' I'm tight
Me and bro in the spot, then one of us got it, it's sad, but I'm sayin' it's life

[Verse: Dave]
Look, my Xabi Alonso pic' is loaded, the streets ain't for me
Can't put me on a private story, that's how I end up on Maury
Not one of my young Gs havin' a breather, I ain't had one either
The crypto market crashed, I'm good, but uncle's havin' a seizure
Either Eva, Ava, or Jada gonna make it work for Chico
Way I put that girl in the YSL, she could've got hit with a RICO
I don't even know if I got good game, all this fame's a cheat code
'Nough man paying for pussy
I do see why, but that ain't my steelo

[Verse: Clavish]
My Xabi Alonso picture's loadin', the streets ain't for me
Gonna donate all of these PYTs, they only call me when they get horny
Wakin' up to gettin' eaten, that's my idea of a good mornin'
Or if I catch me one of them yutes my side of town ain't cool with
You rap 'bout guns you ain't even seen, we know you ain't got any toys
It's been five minutes, she's already sendin' quotes from Justin LaBoy
Stealin' food was once my hobby, not the type that you put in a trolly
Big K, but I call him Liyah Mai cos he got a body, sorry
1942 in her throat, that's how she ended up in the Wagon
G Herbo, Louis Vuitton, two thousand pound for my jacket
Said I should choke her, grab it, slap it
Spit in her mouth, can't see that waistline
Think that private story naughty? Yo, you should see what she does on FaceTime
Yo, you should see what she does in person
She want a purse, my gang want turners
Not gonna ask, I'mma just find out if she's a cream or squirters
How come when I run into man they're nervous?
You know that sayin', know your worth
I ain't robbin' plugs for less than a quarter key anymore, that's worthless

[Chorus: Dave]
Man talk 'bout gym, man talk 'bout muscle, I don't fight and tussle
Skip that dinner and skip that party, still can't skip that struggle
This ain't no joke, I grabbed her throat, she tellin' me, "Yo, you're trouble"
How you snap your stack in twenties and still got space in a fuckin' duffle?
I don't know if I hit her and her twin, I'm burst, seein' in double
Louis Vuitton my fit, no logo, I like it subtle
She fuck with me and a scammer, and that's why that girl sayin' I'm tight
Me and bro in the spot, then one of us got it, it's sad, but I'm sayin' it's life

[Verse: Dave]
I had plans of turnin' him, run that, reload
I don't need no re-up
For the times they paid us peanuts
Take that half, no prenup
This the [?] law
Girls with the back look best with C-cups
[...]
Gotta block that chick, man parry it
Day that you find you a good girl, marry it
I know that girl, I think she goin'
She settling down, I'm happy to see it
She tired of hoeing
You're talkin' packs, you don't wanna know it
The 787, I'm flying a Boeing