[Chorus]
Yeah
Sippin on tea
Five-D money, this not XYZ
I already know they lyin to me
So I don’t trust nothing, that’s just how I be
I’m out in space (uh)
I’m floatin around on a bean
Stackin my money like crates
How you ain’t get what the fuck I mean
[Verse]
I don’t know how you ain’t get it
Yo girl bouta eat me up just like eggs benny
She waited for me in the lobby like Ennie’s
I pullup, you gettin nervous, you not ready
Said you got rackies on you, not as many
(Not many)
And I swear you’re all fuckin weird
You wanna come take my sauce then turn your back on me
If I wanted yo bitch she’d disappear
Y’all muhfuckas talk too much bout nun
Y’all bore me
Don’t speak on us, bitch you a normie
And these dumb bitches mad, it’s below me
And this whip it only got two doors
And you know that it don’t got four seats
I know that you gon lie, tell a story
Yo man can’t fuck with me, he too corny
(Damn yeah)
We had to turn to the pain for the pain
Yeah we just made some bread today
I disappear out of her life
But she mad cuz I’m lit as fuck anyway
Y’all puttin them faces on
Yeah t look like a masquerade
Was up in the trap with my bro
We worked on moving all the packs away
[Chorus]
Yeah
Sippin on tea
Five-D money, this not XYZ
I already know they lyin to me
So I don’t trust nothing, that’s just how I be
I’m out in space (uh)
I’m floatin around on a bean
Stackin my money like crates
How you ain’t get what the fuck I mean
Xyz was written by Martin Aaron Malcolm.
Xyz was produced by Graywtf.