More songs by xaviersobased
Description
Vocals: xaviersobased
Featured Vocals: ksuuvi
Producer: rj12
Producer: jack40
Masterer: Moustafax2
Mixer: Moustafax2
Unknown: Moustafa Moustafa
Writer: Xavier Lopez
Writer: Ruben Yahir Santiesteban Zuniga
Writer: Yasuhiro Arai
Writer: Jose Hernandez
Lyrics and translation
Original
I need you to my room, I was smoking on that lean.
Yeah, I'm with the Glocks 'cause I seen a lot of things. Yeah, I seen a lot of things.
Oh yeah, I got a dream. Beat a nigga ass, I'ma leave him in a sling.
And you slid with your blick, you ain't even pop a thing. Yeah, can't you drop this shit like I'm fucking
Palpatine? Yeah, came through tripping on my heads up, I had dreams.
Put bands on his head, I'ma make a nigga scream.
Ayy, bands on his head. Hopping with the beam, fucking on some teens.
She tryna fuck with me, she tryna fuck the team. Yeah, rockers that sleep, rockers that sleep.
I don't play soccer, I'm still rocking cleats.
Yeah, I whip the pot, yeah, I'm cooking up some heat. I'm leaning in my crib while I'm smoking on some weed.
God made me fly, I just don't have the wings.
I don't care if I live by a stack of beans. Yeah, lil' shorty a farmer, she can't get it without a ring.
Bitch, I'm getting paid. Yeah, shorty, she got cake.
I'm lil' smokin' this R, I might turn into a strain. I know they getting paid, give a fuck about the fame.
Fuck about the fame, fuck about the. . .
Niggas just be talking, they don't know when to stop.
I don't care who you is, nigga, I won't stop. Yeah, I never been a boss, shorty, but I gotta guap.
Tell me, give me all the niggas sliding, nigga, please just stop.
Tell me, bitch, I come through with eighty, my hands full of guap.
Tell me, you know what is true, nigga, but you ain't gonna stop.
Tell me, I'm with young nigga and that bitch got a wallet. Nigga so crazy when I'm coming with that chopper.
Cool with the fans, let the snow bust off 'em. Tell me, young ass niggas in your car with a popper.
Fast, fast whip, do not fuck on a stopper.
Yeah, I'm gliding on the quarter, you ain't even with the chopper.
I gotta love a nigga thot, bitch, you know I'm on my way.
XL hippie in the way, yeah, I call her Sexy Bae. Smoking blunt, feeling laid, popping M's out in the Bay.
In another fucking state, barely where a nigga stay.
I don't play, tell the attackers I don't fucking play.
English translation
I need you to my room, I was smoking on that lean.
Yeah, I'm with the Glocks 'cause I seen a lot of things. Yeah, I seen a lot of things.
Oh yeah, I got a dream. Beat a nigga ass, I'ma leave him in a sling.
And you slid with your blick, you ain't even pop a thing. Yeah, can't you drop this shit like I'm fucking
Palpatine? Yeah, came through tripping on my heads up, I had dreams.
Put bands on his head, I'ma make a nigga scream.
Ayy, bands on his head. Hopping with the beam, fucking on some teens.
She tryna fuck with me, she tryna fuck the team. Yeah, rockers that sleep, rockers that sleep.
I don't play soccer, I'm still rocking cleats.
Yeah, I whip the pot, yeah, I'm cooking up some heat. I'm leaning in my crib while I'm smoking on some weed.
God made me fly, I just don't have the wings.
I don't care if I live by a stack of beans. Yeah, lil' shorty a farmer, she can't get it without a ring.
Bitch, I'm getting paid. Yeah, shorty, she got cake.
I'm lil' smokin' this R, I might turn into a strain. I know they getting paid, give a fuck about the fame.
Fuck about the fame, fuck about the. . .
Niggas just be talking, they don't know when to stop.
I don't care who you is, nigga, I won't stop. Yeah, I never been a boss, shorty, but I gotta guap.
Tell me, give me all the niggas sliding, nigga, please just stop.
Tell me, bitch, I come through with eighty, my hands full of guap.
Tell me, you know what is true, nigga, but you ain't gonna stop.
Tell me, I'm with young nigga and that bitch got a wallet. Nigga so crazy when I'm coming with that chopper.
Cool with the fans, let the snow bust off 'em. Tell me, young ass niggas in your car with a popper.
Fast, fast whip, do not fuck on a stopper.
Yeah, I'm gliding on the quarter, you ain't even with the chopper.
I gotta love a nigga thot, bitch, you know I'm on my way.
XL hippie in the way, yeah, I call her Sexy Bae. Smoking blunt, feeling laid, popping M's out in the Bay.
In another fucking state, barely where a nigga stay.
I don't play, tell the attackers I don't fucking play.