Woah, yeah, ayy Can't sip Sprite with the Hi-Tech, ayy Can't sip Sprite with the Hi-Tech Ayy, woah, huh Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy Must be a X on my chest Ayy, woah, ayy, woah Ayy, ayy, ayy, woah Can't sip Sprite with the Hi-Tech, ayy That shit too pure to digest, ayy Must be a X on my chest, ayy This pure X loosen my chest, ayy I should've died but not yet, ayy I ain't even finished my project, ayy Shoulder to cry, I'm not it, ayy I don't even think I'm high yet Ayy, woah, ayy, woah, ayy Must be a X on my chest, ayy Too much X lock my chest, ayy L.A. ho take my breath, ayy Leave with her, fake my death No seal, no deal, my motto No high, no thrill, it's all gone Xan flights, I'm switchin' timezone Do drugs, don't know what I know Must be a X on my chest, ayy I don't even greet no dumb bitch Look easy to me, too fun bitch That's easy to me, I done this 'Tech bleed in the cream, no Sunkist Must be a X on my chest, ayy Must be a X on my chest, ayy Must be a X on my chest, ayy Do you see a X on my chest? Ayy Let's die now, fuck a sunset, ayy Let's die now, fuck a sunset Ayy, woah, uh, ayy, woah Must be a X on my chest, ayy Do you see a X on my chest? Ayy Let's die now, fuck a sunset Ayy, woah, woah, ayy Let's die now, fuck a sunset, ayy Let's die now, fuck a sunset, ayy Let's die now, fuck a sunset Ayy, woah, ayy, woah, ayy Must be a X on my chest, ayy Must be a X on my chest Ayy, woah, woah Woah, ayy, uh, woah, woah Woah, huh, ayy

She want me to leave her (BrentRambo) But I do bad all by myself Touch they soul, they gave me the key I got 'em hangin' from my belt Being a lean addict ain't so cheap Pretty girl scared when she see me sleep All of my raps I talk about tracks But I be saving my life in these Jeeps, hm, ayy Told her "You don't know me either" "But Tune, you be speaking your soul through music" "Niggas be getting high all 'cause of you" "You ain't even want that type of influence" Niggas be jokes, I'ma laugh to the bank I'ma spend your cheap-ass chain on drank Cartier frames gon' hide my high G63 got me feeling like Faith I drove hot Hellcat to Detroit East side bitch say she see it everyday Chicago bitch don't let me get high Well you need to stay your ass out of L.A Perks in the new whip, we ain't goin on dates I'm in Magic City with the racks, not a cape Almighty So, a bitch, blew my high Folks get money off road like a range Where all this money gon' go if I die? This bitch think her percs is safe Almighty So, a bitch blew my high I got a few more yerks anyway She want me to leave her But I do bad all by myself Touch they soul, they give me the key I got em hangin' from my belt Touch they soul, they give me the key Touch they soul, they give me the key, ooh She don't want me to leave her, uh But I do better off by myself, hm She don't want me to leave her, uh She don't want me to leave her, uh She don't want me to leave her, uh But I do better off by myself Touch they soul, they give me the key I got it hangin' from my belt, ooh She don't want me to leave her Woah, woah, ayy Ayy, she don't want me to leave her Woah

Ayy, ayy, ayy I only came to L.A. for the drank, uh, ayy, uh I only came to L.A. for the drank, only pop tens, they pink, uh I only do a Mercedes Benz if it say AMG, yeah I only stay close with my friends, the ones that play for keeps I can see everything a ho gon' do, but we gon' wait and see I took one more 30 backstage before my meet and greet I'ma call back, but it's over I'ma put two thousand dollars in the soda Sound like a SRT8 but a Rover Mash on the brakes like Sosa I'ma say yes 'cause she pretty I'ma cut her off if she act like I owe her Turn a G-Wagon to a hemi Mafia soul, can't help it's in me In a fast car in the city, hopin' to fly by you Heard you say that before, thought it was déjà vu Broke my heart and they paid me some more Outside livin' and I take it to the stu' Expensive truck in the teleport Super geeked up but I'm reading the room My idol a fraud and you niggas just like 'em At one point I believed in 'em too Can't sip drank, I be needing it too Don't like red, but I need the juice Say she miss me when I drop an album Whenever I'm touring, she back to poutin' Said I was quittin', but I highly doubt it I got hunnids, don't need my flowers My brothers, they move like they paid by the hour We ain't fall out, but shit went sour Say she miss me, I drop the album Ayy, ayy I only came to L.A. for the drank I only pop tens, they-, uh, uh I only came to L.A. for the drank I only pop tens, they pink, uh I only do a Mercedes Benz if it say AMG, uh I only stay close with my friends, the ones that play for keeps I can see everything a ho gon' do, we gon' wait and see, yeah I took one more 30 backstage before my meet and greet, uh I only came to L.A. for the drank I only pop tens, they pink I only came to L.A. for the drank I only pop tens, they- I only came to L.A. for the drink, hm New York too, hm-hm

Shit, shit, shit Shit, shit, shit (Nash Effect) Shit she keep swingin on the base all week You know you got a better chance if you bunt it She hit me up talkin bout how she wanna kick it Girl you know its too fire better punt it I heard every story, man I damn near know you Typa' bitch have me in debt with myself I heard every good playa fell for your tricks I know what's up your sleeve, man, I dealt em myself Now im like, how could I let this bitch take everything I had Like she divorced me and shit, and then i think Where did she find my stash and why I even let the bitch in where I live? And then I think xan xan xan, it's a god damn shame How it make me think out loud and shit She already knew where the stash Cos put it up on Gram I remember Cause she liked that pic And now i'm in denial, like, she ain't do it Man I probably jus lost it, a cross face killer Damn and I knew it that bitch Chris Benoit'd me Man I gotta kill her She had me spent up, and I didn't know she jacked it Thought I was too right for this Witch spell, i stand auto corrected I know you probably work with the devil And I know you probably got a good deal But I probly couldn't say this any better Than to let me love you and get killed I forget about shit real fast And none of this shit never happened But I can't just be like the others and Let you live knowing this shit happened So just fly on your witch broom And sweep this all away from my thoughts Fly on your witch (broom) and sweep this all away from my thoughts I tell you fly on your witch broom and You sweep this all away from my thoughts All away from my thoughts All away from my thoughts It's like you got my heart in my hand And my drugs, there too I might want to get one back It's like I wanna be in your life but I wanna end it too Like how imma live off that? I knew I saw snakes in the grass I just let that shit grow You did this all before They just let that shit go Racing for the gold, i forgot you sayin Now you got me thinkin off track I trip, i fell for all that Should I trust you and fall back? I'm still expectin you to call back It's like the women leave its all back I say fuck her down and go forward It's nines all around like ghost stories I popped two flats in both stories Just let me know you ain't no good Let me know you ain't no good (mix it with the xanny) Let me know you ain't no good Let me know you ain't no good Let me know you ain't no good I know you probably work with the devil And I know you probably got a good deal But I probly couldn't say this any better Than to let me love you and get killed I forget about shit real fast And none of this shit never happened But I can't just be like the others and Let you live knowing this shit happened So just fly on your witch broom And sweep this all away from my thoughts Fly on your witch (broom) and sweep this all away from my thoughts I tell you fly on your witch broom and You sweep this all away from my thoughts All away from my thoughts All away from my thoughts