Prince Xen - back2back

I shoot ya block
Glock with a beam
Sipping the wock, yea
I'm off the lean
Hide in my sock
I got the beans
Mess with ya bop, yea
I made her scream

Talking that ish
I pull up with a tech
Speak out ya mouth and I shoot at yo neck
Speak on me brodie
You know that's a bet
Pop out ya city
I mess up ya set, yea

I'm on ya couch
I'm with ya boo
I pop a perc
A xanny or two
Comethazine
It do what it do
You see my laces
I mess with my shoe, uh
Yeh

Bad lil biddy
Damn cardi
I might just bust
Right on ya shawty
End with a slam
Jeff Hardy
I took ya thot
Damn sorry

Locked in a cell and they not tryna free me
All y'all be followers
Y'all tryna be me
Talk all that smack and you gon have to see me
Say that i'm down but you see me on TV
Be in the trenches
I sleep in a teepee
I'm toting a glock while you toting a BB
I stay in the fire
I burn you like CD
I'm sipping the lean and it got me real sleepy

I got bag
Full of guap
Ima pull up
Right on ya block
I got the stick, yea
I got the rah
I got the gas
Come and shop
Got a lil uzi, I put you in shock
This ain't no chicken, I'm letting off pocs
I'm in the trap and she giving me top
I got the beans and they stay in my sock, uh

They stay in my uh
They stay in my uh
They stay in my uh
Rah Rah
Rah Rah
Rah Rah

You got a ratchet lick with a mop
I got a boujee trick with a glock
I'm really with the ish
I don't stop, yea
I keep a coolant kit in the stock
I got the gucci flips, make you flop
Fifty k on my wrist with the rocks
She licking on the tip
Give me top, yea
Pulling up with a stick
Make you drop

My favorite rapper is always the sheets
That's what i'm using to roll up my weed
Ya girl girl be sucking me like she a leech
Brodie just shut up
You got that, kapeesh
Ya girl is wet but we not at beach
I'm popping pills but I don't got no beats
The head she giving be making me skeet
She bust it down so I call her a freak, yea

I'm in the back so she rolling my wood
Pass me a black cus it makes me feel good
Say Nordan Shat cus it's raining some blood, yea
I'm in the trap and I'm dissing ya hood
Why they be rats
I gave him a slug
Pass me a jack
It's the same as a fug
I'm in her crack and I bust on the rug
Brodie gon zap
Long Live EDugg
Brodie gon zap
Long Live EDugg, uh
Long Live EDugg
Brodie gon zap
Long Live EDugg, uh
Long Live EDugg

Long Live Ricky
Long Live Ricky
Long Live Ricky
Long Live Ricky
Long Live Ricky
Long Live Ricky
Rah, uh
Rah Rah

Written by:
Jacob Rojas

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