XCK

[Chorus: mui]
Ah, I don't really know inside of your head
XCK, yeah, it's loaded on my wrist
Got da Air Max on
Yeah, you know I got the drip
Shawty got me messed up, put me on the meds
I'll never open my heart
I know you seen the rest
I be smokin' up a blunt with money in my hands
I been countin' up my bands
Fuck it, I'm in love with this, yeah, yeah
Takin' like all my precious time
But fuck I'm fallin' to my death
My opps is who you text
Ye-ye-yet my bros is what you left, yeah, yeah

[Verse: closet]
P-Popped another Xan, I can't see straight
B-Bitch I'm floatin' I can't even seem to concentrate
You-You know I ain't drivin' less it's a V8
W-W-Whеn I'm talkin' they all say I'm based
I-I don't wanna fuck you, baby, I just want the chеcks
Smokin' on some Za and you know I'm poppin' meds
If you wanna whip, yeah, you know we'll take the Benz
Talkin' like we close bitch we were never friends
Yeah, I'll say that shit again
C-Copped myself a bitch and you know that she's a ten
T-T-Think you're jealous, you didn't think that I would trend
Now you're in my DM's and you think that I'm the best
Yeah, yeah, I'm just gettin' my bands up
Comin' through I say what's up
Bitch you came right in like clutch
I'm just doin' all the stuff
Talking on my name, lil' bitch I do not give a fuck
And when you see me blowin' up, lil' bitch you know that shit was us

[Chorus: mui]
Ah, I don't really know inside of your head
XCK, yeah, it's loaded on my wrist
Got da Air Max on
Yeah, you know I got the drip
Shawty got me messed up, put me on the meds
I'll never open my heart
I know you seen the rest
I be smokin' up a blunt with money in my hands
I been countin' up my bands
Fuck it, I'm in love with this, yeah, yeah
Takin' like all my precious time
But fuck I'm fallin' to my death
My opps is who you text
Ye-ye-yet my bros is what you left, yeah, yeah

[Outro: mui]
There's no turning back
Ah, I don't really know inside of your head
XCK, yeah, it's loaded on my wrist
Got da Air Max on
Yeah, you know I got the drip
Shawty got me messed up, put me on the meds
I'll never open my heart
I know you seen the rest
I be smokin' up a blunt with money in my hands
I been countin' up my bands
Fuck it, I'm in love with this, yeah, yeah
Takin' like all my precious time
But fuck I'm fallin' to my death
My opps is who you text
Ye-ye-yet my bros is what you left, yeah, yeah