XLM Lyrics

(Uh, yeah)

Run up them racks, take a flight to the bay

Drop like 10 on some crypto I'm bouta get paid

This ain't Moncler, this Moose Knuckle lil baby

Since I got a bag shawdy said I act shady

Get money second nature, easy like gravy

This bag made me, niggas can't say that they made me

Put faith in XLM this shit bouta save me

Put a bag into Bitcoin this shit bouta pay me

All my hunnits came blue, this shit look like the navy

This hemi cost more than your little Mercedes

Bad bitch came from Richmond, think her name Mercedes

My brother walk down, stomp the yard like he Theta Nu Theta

223 bullet look like potatoes

And I ain't pay for shit, shawdy fucked off the cadence

And we ran that shit up, niggas look like they hate us

Uh, call up my brodie go slide in that rental

He ain't talkin no money, I'm sorry, can't hear em

Canada Goose on the coat and it's Zara my denim

Brodie just spun on his block and you know that he hit em

Yeah, nigga he broke can't feel em

Yeah

She said that nigga is realer than real, but she only want me cause I'm shittin', yeah

You a grown man walkin' round with no money

I can't relate to that feelin', yeah

But I had them days when it wasn't even sunny

I had to get up, that shit wasn't funny

I got some brothers they real dope runners

Antwan play it cool, for me, he'll put you under

I been workin' too hard, tryna see me a hunna

Goin hard all winter, ain't waitin' on summer

(Uh, yeah)

Run up them racks, take a flight to the bay

Drop like 10 on some crypto i'm bouta get paid

This ain't Moncler, this Moose Knuckle lil baby

Since I got a bag shawdy said I act shady

Get money second nature, easy like gravy

This bag made me, niggas can't say that they made me

Put faith in XLM this shit bouta save me

Put a bag into Bitcoin this shit bouta pay me

All my hunnits came blue, this shit look like the navy

This hemi cost more than your little Mercedes

Bad bitch came from Richmond, think her name Mercedes

My brother walk down, stomp the yard like he Theta Nu Theta

223 bullet look like potatoes

And I ain't pay for shit, shawdy fucked off the cadence

And we ran that shit up, niggas look like they hate us