Prince Xen - 2x

I got the gas
It's smelly
Was locked inna cell
I was sinning real heavy
Got pee on my wrist but can't move like R Kelly
Was stuck in the cold so I trapped inna helly
My money ring when it come from my celly
Ima pull up so you better be ready
Told me she's leaving
I knew she was petty
Might move like a narc when I come with machetes

I got the guap
Know that I earned it
Bro you a snake
A frog
Like kermit
I'm not a passenger
I got a permit
She got the crabs so I call that girl hermit
I'm bout my money
You call me Eugiene
Junkies be calling
They really be fiends
If you talk cap
You'll be covered in cream cus my glock never lack
I'll be leaving a scene

I got a glock
Call it my stick
Posted up with ya bop
Bro I know you was sick
I'm sending shots
Not as in flicks
I can call it a lot
Make it twenty one hits
I can say anything
It'll go far
Why they stay steady rappin bout cap that they bar
I post up in the village where all my men are
Bro I came up from nothing
You know i'm a star

I got the gas
It's smelly
Was locked inna cell
I was sinning real heavy
Got pee on my wrist but can't move like R Kelly
Was stuck in the cold so I trapped inna helly
My money ring when it come from my celly
Ima pull up so you better be ready
Told me she's leaving
I knew she was petty
Might move like a narc when I come with machetes

I got the uh
Yea I got the uh
I got the uh, yeh
I got the uh
Yea I got the uh
I got the uh, yeh
I got the uh
Yea I got the uh
I got the uh, yeh
I got the uh
Yea I got the uh

I am the one
Not the two, uh
Like who is you
Ima go smack him right up with the tool, uh
Little boy
You a fool
Looking around my mind is dangerous bruh
But this ain't new
Spirits in our time be dancing bruh
We gotta move
I hear it too, uh

Râh
Râh
Why he stop
Stop
Boy don't stop
Stop
Moving lots
Lots
And I wanna cause commotion at the top
Top
But who knew that he'd cause motion in them crocs
Crocs

Râh, yeh
He can't stop
Ima move around the block
Like Barack
Why he talking like a cop
Boy you a opp
Ima go hit him right up with the glock
Ima go him him with God
Hit him with uh, yeh

I got the gas
It's smelly
Was locked inna cell
I was sinning real heavy
Got pee on my wrist but can't move like R Kelly
Was stuck in the cold so I trapped inna helly
My money ring when it come from my celly
Ima pull up so you better be ready
Told me she's leaving
I knew she was petty
Might move like a narc when I come with machetes

Written by:
Jacob Rojas

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