Xanny Landd - Kingg Zyy

What is it about them? I must be missing something They just keep doing nothing Too intoxicated to be scared Better off without them They're nothing but unstable Bring ashtrays to the table And that's about the only thing they share I'm in their second hand smoke Still just drinking canned coke I don't need a xanny to feel better One designated drives home Only one who's not stoned Don't give me a xanny now or ever (Can you check if you're breathing? Oh my god) (And it's like, wait... like, when?) Waking up at sundown They're late to every party Nobody's ever sorry Too inebriated now to dance Morning as they come down Their pretty heads are hurting They're awfully bad at learning Make the same mistakes, blame circumstance I'm in their second hand smoke Still just drinking canned coke I don't need a xanny to feel better One designated drives home Only one who's not stoned Don't give me a xanny now or ever Please don't try to kiss me on the sidewalk On your cigarette break I can't afford to love someone Who isn't dying by mistake in Silver Lake What is it about them? I must be missing something They just keep doing nothing Too intoxicated to be scared Hmm, hmm Hmm, hmm Hmm, Mmm Come down, hurting Learning

Shawty fell in love on a xanny bar, whippin' in a foreign car She just wanna fuck me for the fame Opposition's tryna catch me slippin', I don't give a fuck about them Got a problem then they'll say it to my face Two twin lines on the table got me feeling like an angel I'm a devil when you look the other way Everybody say they like my songs But the girl I wrote them for don't give a fuck 'Cause she ain't listen anyway Young, dumb love never happened put a oxy in the blunt But I don't give a fuck I'll face it anyway Shawty told mе she like my aesthеtic but my music is pathetic I don't like her I'll just fuck her for a day Next week bust down, eighty on my wrist Let the music checks hit Still wearing fake chains I got bloody knuckles when I'm off the drugs I'm rough But if they don't like me them fuck 'em I ain't wasting time away Shawty fell in love on a xanny bar, whippin' in a foreign car She just wanna fuck me for the fame Opposition's tryna catch me slippin', I don't give a fuck about them Got a problem then they'll say it to my face Two twin lines on the table got me feeling like an angel I'm a devil when you look the other way Everybody say they like my songs But the girl I wrote them for don't give a fuck 'Cause she ain't listen anyway 'Cause she ain't listen any— She ain't listen any— 'Cause she ain't listen anyway 'Cause she don't— She don't give a fu— 'Cause she ain't listen anyway Shawty fell in love on a xanny bar, whippin' in a foreign car She just wanna fuck me for the fame Opposition's tryna catch me slippin', I don't give a fuck about them Got a problem then they'll say it to my face Two twin lines on the table got me feeling like an angel I'm a devil when you look the other way Everybody say they like my songs But the girl I wrote them for don't give a fuck 'Cause she ain't listen anyway

I go get her Yeahh go getter I'm too triller yeah you figured Hella frostbite on my finger make em shiver and yeah quiver I'm the the man you better remember I got big bands put your bet up BBE the rude gang throw your set up And I'm in the coupe mane better catch up Fucking on your boo mane till she let up I got two thangs that's vanilla Coupe like Bruce Wayne when I pedal That was your boo thang when I met her Now I'm like ouu bang when I hit her All this ice man I got the jitters I was tryna pipe then now I'm in her Diamonds like ice man man Ion need hype man man Pull up ina white van van Ion need hype man man Diamonds like ice man man Bitch I'm the ice man man My pockets look right man man My pockets look right You don't wanna fight I'm strapped with dhat pipe Might fuck on ya wife I'm strapped with dhat carbon Might pull up in rari Take your order like Arby's Life of the party Yeah the life of the spot All of the bitches gon bop Pull up in drop Young nigga just dropped the top How much you got bitch a lot She put that dope in the pot She pop n lock She pop n lock wit her wrist Pockets they full of swiss I get the chips I get the chips then I dip Hop out the whip Diamonds sit on my fist Diamonds they sit on my neck You know I flex with a check