Izaya Tiji
seX (og)
[Intro]
(Get wicked Danny)

[Verse]
Shot his a with the Drac'
He fell out the car and we beat his ass
Yuh, bro shot him with the Glock
How y'all roll up but y'all forgot the plot?
Poles in the couch, they all in the spot
He folded up, yeah his body was locked
Show on up, yeah I'll give you the drop
Lil' fiend showed up I gave him some corp
Y'all n***as showin' out for the 'gram
That n***a want beef, all you heard was a, "Blam"
Only got two seats, me and my chop in the Lamb'
I got millionaires [?], yeah
Big ass plain jane drop on me and
And I told that girl do it sloppy like [?]
I'm only 5'6, I'm a freaky lil' man
I couldn't fuck the bitch 'cause she reek from her pants
Ew, that bitch reekin'
Ugh, ugh
Bitch tryna fuck and I'm just lookin' like, "Ugh"
We still have a problem? Punch a n***a in his face like, "Uhh"
These busters way too small, we push 'em out the way like, "Uh-uh"
Fucked her in the XM, that pussy on interstate, uh-uh
Uh, uh, uh-uh
Ain't believe in me you say, "What's the money move?" uh-uh
I don't know who you is, boy, why would I work with you? Uh-uh
I focus on myself 'cause n***as all feel like it's worth it too
That shit I put myself through that would be achin' and hurtin' you
I'm way too quick to spin all hastefully, buy this purse for you boo
This shit wasteful how she tasted me, I ain't datin' on you
We just watch YouTube
I'm inside her, I went su-su
How these doors went backwards I stopped all the traffic when I stepped out
One more Perc' lil' bro was slept out
He need the rest, I got the best
Said, "Hit me up" Y'all boys the feds
We down in Cinci', I'm with the reds
Blues in my purple, that's a lot of heads
If I love you baby you get a lot of sex
Rock a bitch to bed, that's a lot of rest
Yeah I cheated on her, that's a lot of texts