-X- Lyrics

100 dollars on that distro kid shit

200 dollars we make a hit

300 dollars for

We got our hood on the Molly yet still making hits

400 dollars I'm hitting a lick

500 dollars I'm hitting your bitch

600 dollars for

If you givin' а thou then you know what shit you signed up for

40s on 40s im seein those stacks

Bustdown my AP I'm fucking your ex

Been up all night

Been up on X

Yeah, yeah, yeah

40s on 40s im seein those stacks

Bustdown my AP I'm fucking your ex

Been up all damn night

Been up on X

She suckin me off wonder who gonn be next

We keeping it down on the low

She coming over to blow

They putting cuffs on my wrist but they can't take away all the flow

Yeah

100k imma make hit out here

Another 100 on a new Bentley out here

Give it to the hood we flexing out here

Ride with my gang we ain't taking no tourists

Hop in a Benz then we hop in a Urus

No one but me will be able to do this

We taking your flow, we ending your shooters

Yeah, I'm eating her out out the back of the Hooters

Got a bad new bitch you know she fuck on her own (Yeah)

Got a bad new bitch you know she hit on her own (Yeah)

Accomplished my goals still doin this shit on my own (Yeah)

Got a bad new bitch you know she bad to the bone (Yeah)

Now I'm seein more stacks as we go

Hittin a lick sky mask over my face-o

You can't see me boy I'm coming for your gang with a DRACO

Yeah polishing beats like a bald head motherfucker Bezos

Bust down my AP I'm fuckin your ex

40s on 40s im seein those stacks

Bustdown my AP I'm fucking your ex

Been up all damn night

Been up on X

She suckin me off wonder who gonn be next

Hittin that Molly

(Hittin that Molly, Hittin that Molly, Hittin that Molly)