Xavier Wulf
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[Intro]
Squat made the beat
Go Grizz
Who?
W-W-W-Winner's Circle

[Verse]
We was coolin', smokin', mindin' our own business
Why he hatin'? Why he mad? Why you lyin', bitch?
I don't care about nobody but my own clique
And if you test, we gon' show him how to throw a fit
Fuck a bitch, boy, and fuck a n***a too, shit
I give no fuck about who the fuck you coolin' with
You gon' all fall, lil n***a, let's get started with it
I ain't a friend, I'm the end, n***a, deal with it
I'm in tip top shape, I wouldn't play with it
I smoke a hundred new blunts when the day begin
What we eatin' today? My n***a I feel Italian
What's your name again, baby? I wasn't listenin'
Fuck a bitch, boy, and fuck a n***a too, shit
I give no fuck about who the fuck she came with
They all schemin' for a reason to be seen here
I told her, "Bitch, uh, no thank you, I don't need you, dear"
You see me ridin' solo but I don't need shit
I light a blunt, then forget about a hatin' bitch
Why you mad, boy? You could've been on the same ship
But you a lame with no lane to your name, bitch
I'm a East Memphis n***a, we ain't gon' chill with ya
We don't spare 'em, we ain't gon' cut no damn deals with ya
Fuck fame, n***a, I'ma keep it real with ya
I made your main bitch turn the other cheek to ya
Fuck a bitch, boy, and fuck a n***a too, shit
Trunk bangin', bitch thought I threw a zoo in it
I pull up and act a ass, I bought a mule with it
I've been a fool since the first day of school with it
Uh uh, nuh uh, she went too easy, I'ma let you hit it
I pull up with a bitch that you can never say you hit
I'm a mack, not a player, I can teach her shit
Only if she got a brain will I deal with it
Fuck a bitch, boy, and fuck a n***a too, shit
How you lose all of the love for your home clique?
Three faced fuck n***as always switchin' shit
I'ma switch a new face and end the day, bitch
[Outro]
Who? Who, n***a
Who? Who?