The Reason

Yeah

She want a bag, I'll get it

I ride wit' the Drac' like I'm beefin' wit' Kendrick

Got a big-body Range, I ain't ridin' in a lemon

Got aim wit' this Uzi, I'll blow out yo' tendon

Like LLC, I'm standin' on business

Yeah

Makin' it out, ****, I got a better way

The baby keep screaming, we usin' that electric tape

XanServin, I been servin' shit all day

Show a **** how to make 2 hundred out the hallway

Beat a **** wit' a clip 'til his jaw break

Why they put my dawgs in chains?, Eliantte

****, I'm old-school, I slide in a limo

My life is at stake, they ain't give me Del Frisco's

I'll drop my whole rap career if you bluffin'

Man, give me that Drac', I'ma Kirk like Cousins

Don't Be A Menace, rob a bitch for her number

Take bro out the whip, put his face on the muffler

I was ridin' wit' stick, had my iPod on shuffle

Get up wit' my brother, if I was Sonic, I would've killed Knuckles

****, I'm Xan and got bands like a butler

**** couldn't rush me if he was Chris Tucker

Hit L3 on the stick, I'll truck you

Malibu's Most Wanted, who got some duckets?

Backdoor my own man, ****, I'm like fuck it

Y'all talk about Melly, I blew up my cousin

I'll let the chop sing, Jennifer Hudson

See all of these **** like Harriet Tubman

I love the glock so much, I put my dick in the barrel, ****, I'm tryna fuck it

Blow up your uncle like Ruckus

Just bought me a 50 cal., tryna see if I could tuck it

Slide wit' any gun, he got hit wit' a musket

Send him to heaven, he seein' them trumpets

****, I'm Fent Faiyaz, when you want it?

Too many milligrams, went up a hundred

I'm Kevin Gates in the hood, I'ma jump it

Dropped out of school, I don't know about suffix

Glock go ba-da-ba-ba, yeah, I love it

Let's have a standoff, see who the toughest

Hate you, baby, I'm tired of that chatter

Bae said she want me to love her, but just like this gun, I don't want no attachment

Yeah

I was the first **** up in the hood got a Chinese plug wearin' Kappa

Yeah

****, I'll pull out this stick, hit a fuck **** playin', make him dance like he Certified Trappa

****, I'm Xan, I'll take me a bottle of pills on stage, not a regular rapper

****, I can hop out the van, I could call Saiya Wick, he'll Goku on a **** like Nappa

****, we hop out the van wit' the .762, we'll knock down the street like a tractor

****, I'm droppin' a hundred, I ain't sign a deal where I paid all the loans like FAFSA

Fightin' them demons like Tommy on Casper

****, I'm talkin' 'bout ghosts

Got so much money, buy a bitch a new throat

I bought her a Birkin or a Marc Jacobs' tote

That stick, it look like my dick in my coat

I ain't Harley Quinn, bitch, you think it's a joke

I was so down bad, I ain't even have soap

I was so down bad, make a roast in a toaster

****, told me to stop, I ain't even have rotors

My white plug'll kill you for an Xbox controller

I'll walk in a church wit' a peice, shit atrocious

Like public huntin', air this bitch in the open

Get an instakill like Kino der Toten

Yeah