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[Intro]
You are now listening to a Bobby Johnson beat

[Verse 1: Rich The Kid]
Ooh, I pop a Perc’ when I’m upset (what?)
She sucked my dick right on Sunset (Sunset)
I made a few millis, ain’t done yet (milli’)
Addicted to the money, spent a hundred in the club
I told them Xans that, "I hate you"
I told that bitch "I can’t date you" (bitch)
She pop a pill and go cuckoo
She’ll ride on a dick like a new coupe
Hit a ho with a stick like a bamboo (bamboo)
I’m the shit, got it lit like a candle (what?)
Nobody can’t tell me what I can’t do (can’t do)
I can make the plug walk like some new shoes (plug, what?)
New Chanel coat, lil’ bitch get her heart broke (broke)
Half a milli’ in my cargos (cargos)
I’ma fuck her then I send her ’bout her way (’bout her way)
Can’t fall in love, I ain’t tryna get betrayed (Rich)

[Chorus: Lil Xan]
Xans don’t make you (you)
Xans gon’ take you
Xans gon’ fake you (yeah)
And Xans gon’ betray you (what? Yeah)
Xans don’t make you (you)
Xans gon’ take you (brrr)
Xans gon’ fake you (yeah)
Xans gon’ betray you (ayy, yeah, ayy)

[Verse 2: Lil Xan]
And she still tastes like Skittles (ayy)
And her friend still tastes like Skittles (what)
Put me right up in the middle (ayy)
You know I had to go and solve the riddle (ayy)
Used to pop Xans like brittle (ayy)
She want to go to Heaven but she evil (ayy)
Facin’ my demons is never that easy (ayy, what?)
I get what I want, now I got what I needed (yeah, ayy, ayy, what?)
We look at the sky and she tell me she bleedin’ (ayy, yeah)
Heartbreak ain’t gon’ change you
But baby I won’t change you
And if I die don’t miss me (ayy)
I wish that bitch just kiss me (ayy)
And if I die don’t miss me (ayy)
I wish that bitch just kiss me (ayy)

[Chorus: Lil Xan]
Xans don’t make you (you)
Xans gon’ take you
Xans gon’ fake you (yeah)
And Xans gon’ betray you (what? Yeah)
Xans don’t make you (you)
Xans gon’ take you
Xans gon’ fake you (yeah)
Xans gon’ betray you (what? Yeah)

[Verse 3: Yo Gotti]
I was sellin’… pills
Shawty got… skills
Gang shit… trill
Cold heart… chills
Ain’t another bitch like shawty (yeah)
She don’t want Rollies, she want a Glock 40
Tats on her body, bandanas on her head
Big brother Crip, but her favorite color red
Shit I was sellin’ coulda sent me to the feds
Shit I was doin’ coulda left a nigga dead
Only got one motto: get to the bread
Doin’ fuck shit, put a bullet in your head (bow)
Everything about it, always had heart (heart)
That shit made me me, see?
M ’cause I’m gettin’ to the money
Gotta keep it gangsta, yeah that’s the G (ayy)

[Chorus: Lil Xan]
Xans don’t make you (Xans)
Xans gon’ take you (yeah, what?)
Xans gon’ fake you (yeah)
And Xans gon’ betray you (what? Yeah)
Xans don’t make you (pew, pew, pew, pew, pew)
Xans gon’ take you
Xans gon’ fake you (pew, pew)
Xans gon’ betray you (brr)

[Outro: Lil Xan]
Yeah, Xans don’t make you
Xans gon’ take you
Xans gon’ fake you
Xans gon’ betray you
Xans don’t make you
Xans gon’ take you
What? Ayy
What? Ayy
Xans gon’ take you
Yeah Xans gon’
Xans gon’ take you
Xans gon’ take you

Just cause you’re clever
Don’t disclose where I was
You slid in my head, told me I’m the one
Am I supposed to take you serious?

You want me to take you serious
It’s gon’ take more then some (…..), Fendi
Really, for real, boy for real
For me to take you serious
You want me to take you serious
Uh-huh

I’m a bad b*tch, I’m serious
You got that swag so I’m serious
I got that bank roll, I’m serious
It’s getting physical, I’m serious
Oh yeah, for real, for real
For real, for real
I’m serious, uh-huh

You want me to take you serious?
Gotta show me something
Ain’t no used to fronting
This a million you’s, tryna be the only one
And I’m just here stunting
Styling, Gucci slides on the island
Diamonds on my medallion
Shoes is Itallian, bag Coco Chanel
Bundles of ‘ported foreign, and I ain’t get ’em on sale
Aha, wrist got me flexing, when I talk on my cell
You don’t wanna swipe me? Oh well
Know somebody who will
That’s real, I don’t love ’em, I don’t trust ’em
If he ain’t got hustle, don’t f*ck him
That’s gang, he a sucker

DM’s full of body’s like the nudes I sent
Snapchat me the filter, for every mood I’m in
It shouldn’t be news when I win
That ain’t nothing new
They see how I did the coupe
Dip low, when I slide through
They see how I did the boot
Dip low when I ride to
So if I call him boo
Just know he the f*cking truth
That’s real

I’m serious like a heart attack
Boy you know I got that water wet
I told him boy don’t play
Diamond rings, private jets
Yeah, daddy I want all of that
For me to take you serious
Them diamonds ain’t real
Them diamonds ain’t real
You want me to take you serious
You and I
You want me to take you serious
But you ain’t trying

Just cause you’re clever
Don’t disclose where I was
You slid in my head, told me I’m the one
Am I supposed to take you serious?
You want me to take you serious
It’s gon’ take more then some (…..), Fendi
Really, for real, boy for real
For me to take you serious
You want me to take you serious
Uh-huh

Would you ride for me
Let it fly for me
Would you die for me
Would you cry for me
Tell a lie for me
Dont lie to me

Show me
Just show me

If my money went dry
Fuck it up with you and say bye
Or would you help me get it right
If I lose my eyes
Would you ever be my guide
Always there parked outside
Girl show me

Show me
Just show me

Throwing up my 4’s up ripping my side
If they ever talk shit
Ain’t letting shit slide
If I ever got pinch
Then I had to do the time
Cause someone dropping dime
Would you still claim mine shawty

Show me
Just show me

Would you ride for me
Let it fly for me
Would you die for me
Would you cry for me
Tell a lie for me
Dont lie to me

Show me
Just show me

Uh!
Tell these mother fuckers I’m about the action
I don’t talk about it i make it happen
And I don’t really be fucking with these rappers
Cause they me acting ( and you know )
( Came from the bottom of the fuckers spent me with a note ? )
Use to beg friends for support and my fucking shoulders
Now when I come through they ask tickets for my show
Eeny Meeny Miny Moe
Hit these bitches with a note
Back (?) with top back
Yeah I got it
I don’t give a damn
Bitch you know that I’m about it
All these money money money
(?) in my wallet
Yeah bitch I cop it
Yeah I want to rock it
YEAH

Would you ride for me
Let it fly for me
Would you die for me
Would you cry for me
Tell a lie for me
Dont lie to me

Show me
Just show me

If my money went dry
Fuck it up with you and say bye
Or would you help me get it right
If I lose my eyes
Would you ever be my guide
Always there parked outside
Girl show me

Show me
Just show me

Throwing up my 4’s up ripping my side
If they ever talk shit
Ain’t letting shit slide
If I ever got pinch
Then I had to do the time
Cause someone dropping dime
Would you still claim mine shawty

Show me
Just show me

Would you ride for me
Let it fly for me
Would you die for me
Would you cry for me
Tell a lie for me
Dont lie to me

Show me
Just show me

Uh!
Tell these mother fuckers I’m about the action
I don’t talk about it i make it happen
And I don’t really be fucking with these rappers
Cause they me acting ( and you know )
( Came from the bottom of the fuckers spent me with a note ? )
Use to beg friends for support and my fucking shoulders
Now when I come through they ask tickets for my show
Eeny Meeny Miny Moe
Hit these bitches with a note
Back (?) with top back
Yeah I got it
I don’t give a damn
Bitch you know that I’m about it
All these money money money
(?) in my wallet
Yeah bitch I cop it
Yeah I want to rock it
YEAH

Would you ride for me
Let it fly for me
Would you die for me
Would you cry for me
Tell a lie for me
Dont lie to me

Show me
Just show me

If my money went dry
Fuck it up with you and say bye
Or would you help me get it right
If I lose my eyes
Would you ever be my guide
Always there parked outside
Girl show me

Show me
Just show me

Throwing up my 4’s up ripping my side
If they ever talk shit
Ain’t letting shit slide
If I ever got pinch
Then I had to do the time
Cause someone dropping dime
Would you still claim mine shawty

Show me
Just show me

Would you ride for me
Let it fly for me
Would you die for me
Would you cry for me
Tell a lie for me
Dont lie to me

Show me
Just show me

Uh!
Tell these mother fuckers I’m about the action
I don’t talk about it i make it happen
And I don’t really be fucking with these rappers
Cause they me acting ( and you know )
( Came from the bottom of the fuckers spent me with a note ? )
Use to beg friends for support and my fucking shoulders
Now when I come through they ask tickets for my show
Eeny Meeny Miny Moe
Hit these bitches with a note
Back (?) with top back
Yeah I got it
I don’t give a damn
Bitch you know that I’m about it
All these money money money
(?) in my wallet
Yeah bitch I cop it
Yeah I want to rock it
YEAH