x for breakfast - Ken Carson/Destroy Lonely.lrc

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[00:00.116](Wake up, F1LTHY)
[00:01.107]X-MAN, X-MAN, X-MAN
[00:03.201]Yeah, X-MAN, X-MAN, X-MAN
[00:06.525]Yeah, X-MAN, X-MAN, X-MAN
[00:09.268]Uh, X-MAN, X-MAN, X-MAN
[00:11.516]She said, "What you eat this mornin'?"
[00:13.228]Bitch, I had X for breakfast
[00:14.411]I threw that bitch on a sandwich, no cheese, no lettuce
[00:17.489]I ate that lil' bitch, she was super wet, I ain't need no beverage
[00:20.480]The way I **** lil' shawty, she comin' back for seconds
[00:23.329]Upside down on my cross, yeah
[00:24.975]You know I'll shoot the reverend
[00:26.345]Send that boy straight to heaven, guess you could call it a blessin'
[00:29.408]Nigga mad 'cause we ****in on the same ho, see me, nah, I ain't stressin'
[00:32.390]Or is you mad because she ****ed with me first and she ****ed with you second?
[00:35.358]Or is you mad 'causе I got that bag and yo' pockets unhealthy?
[00:38.221]Walk in that bitch
[00:39.302]They know I'm rich, yeah, they know that I'm wealthy
[00:41.441]Balenciaga on my kicks and my jacket Margiela
[00:44.102]He talkin' like he hard as shit but he soft as a feather
[00:47.102]Niggas talkin' bout some cash, bitch, we havin' extras (Yeah)
[00:50.105]Niggas still smokin' gas, bitch, we havin' pressure (Yeah)
[00:52.983]Got this fine ass bitch, she mad 'cause I still ain't text her back
[00:55.983]Bitch, I'm into fashion, yup, but my brother servin' crack
[00:58.806]If this shit don't work, lil' bitch, I bet I go back to the trap
[01:01.833]If he playin' with my work, I'll knock that boy right off the map
[01:04.966]We got heavy metal, bitch, these lil' boys be havin' scraps
[01:07.984]I rock every leather, bitch, yeah, you know that shit all black
[01:10.983]I **** every type of bitch, yeah, I can't even cap
[01:13.916]Ho, I touch every type of dollar, I like all kinds of cash
[01:16.981]Dawg, it's 12, get behind us, roll the windows up and smash out
[01:19.912]Bitch, I send my shooter money
[01:21.285]He want Cash App for that crash out
[01:23.539]Bang, Cash App for that crash out, I'ma Zelle that bitch
[01:26.470]Put a nigga on a cross, he get crucified, I'ma nail that bitch
[01:29.563]Coulda ****ed yo ho, but I was too damn high to rail that bitch
[01:32.253]She was off that blow
[01:33.266]So you know it ain't nothin' you could tell that bitch
[01:35.197]**** it, I'ma go sell that bitch
[01:36.580]Box her up, mail that bitch
[01:38.246]That's how you know my pimpin' lit
[01:39.625]That's how you know I'm pimpin' shit
[01:41.045]I'll slap a bitch out quick
[01:42.418]And you know I'll wipe a nigga nose, just like a handkerchief
[01:45.463]If a nigga ****in' with the O, I'll put that bank on him
[01:48.506]Yeah I got a lil' stamp, but I want a lil' more
[01:50.332]I'll up my rank on him
[01:51.598]I ash my blunt on him
[01:53.041]I spill my drank on him
[01:54.575]I don't give a shit, I don't give a damn
[01:56.192]I don't give a **** 'bout him
文本歌词
(Wake up, F1LTHY)
X-MAN, X-MAN, X-MAN
Yeah, X-MAN, X-MAN, X-MAN
Yeah, X-MAN, X-MAN, X-MAN
Uh, X-MAN, X-MAN, X-MAN
She said, "What you eat this mornin'?"
Bitch, I had X for breakfast
I threw that bitch on a sandwich, no cheese, no lettuce
I ate that lil' bitch, she was super wet, I ain't need no beverage
The way I **** lil' shawty, she comin' back for seconds
Upside down on my cross, yeah
You know I'll shoot the reverend
Send that boy straight to heaven, guess you could call it a blessin'
Nigga mad 'cause we ****in on the same ho, see me, nah, I ain't stressin'
Or is you mad because she ****ed with me first and she ****ed with you second?
Or is you mad 'causе I got that bag and yo' pockets unhealthy?
Walk in that bitch
They know I'm rich, yeah, they know that I'm wealthy
Balenciaga on my kicks and my jacket Margiela
He talkin' like he hard as shit but he soft as a feather
Niggas talkin' bout some cash, bitch, we havin' extras (Yeah)
Niggas still smokin' gas, bitch, we havin' pressure (Yeah)
Got this fine ass bitch, she mad 'cause I still ain't text her back
Bitch, I'm into fashion, yup, but my brother servin' crack
If this shit don't work, lil' bitch, I bet I go back to the trap
If he playin' with my work, I'll knock that boy right off the map
We got heavy metal, bitch, these lil' boys be havin' scraps
I rock every leather, bitch, yeah, you know that shit all black
I **** every type of bitch, yeah, I can't even cap
Ho, I touch every type of dollar, I like all kinds of cash
Dawg, it's 12, get behind us, roll the windows up and smash out
Bitch, I send my shooter money
He want Cash App for that crash out
Bang, Cash App for that crash out, I'ma Zelle that bitch
Put a nigga on a cross, he get crucified, I'ma nail that bitch
Coulda ****ed yo ho, but I was too damn high to rail that bitch
She was off that blow
So you know it ain't nothin' you could tell that bitch
**** it, I'ma go sell that bitch
Box her up, mail that bitch
That's how you know my pimpin' lit
That's how you know I'm pimpin' shit
I'll slap a bitch out quick
And you know I'll wipe a nigga nose, just like a handkerchief
If a nigga ****in' with the O, I'll put that bank on him
Yeah I got a lil' stamp, but I want a lil' more
I'll up my rank on him
I ash my blunt on him
I spill my drank on him
I don't give a shit, I don't give a damn
I don't give a **** 'bout him