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​xinai - #inactive (version 3) lyrics

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[intro]
sl!ck
whew, fah
pick up the phone, xp, quit playin’ (yuh)
ayy

[verse]
if+if you know me, then you know my name’s xinai (ya ‘lready know)
fu+fu+f+ck that n+gga, f+ck jermaine, yeah, that n+gga f+ckin’ died (f+ck that n+gga)
wa+wa+wa+walkin’ ’round, my alter ego tryna drill a n+gga spine (grahh, grahh, grahh, grahh, grahh)
just like no russian, godd+mn [?], i do that n+gga just like that, that (grahh, grahh, grahh, grahh, grahh, grahh)
b+tch+, b+tch, what is that, that? (yuh, yuh)
i’ma be back home with my thugs, just like that, that (yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh)
hit my plug on snapchat (what?), i’m tryn’+, tryn’ cop me a gas pack (what, what?)
i’ma shut off his legs, get him clap, clap (what?)
servin’ the fiends, and i+ (sorry, let me speak)
hollon, ayy
i be steppin’ on sh+t, i be walkin’ and talkin’ on beats (okay)
run+, ru+ru+run up on that n+gga, takе his f+ckin’ vitamins, and then i stomp him out with my cleats (okay, okay, okay, okay)
tha+tha+that b+tch is talkin’, she f+ckin’ on me (what, what?)
if i’m walkin’, i’m sparkin’, he barkin’ at me (what, what?)
now i’m smokin’ a blunt with this bih’, now she barfin’ me (what? ayy, ayy)
that p+ssy fartin’ on me (yuh)
once we+, once we get him clapped, we send him to buddha (okay, okay)
i’m clappin’ that n+gga, he know i got shooters (okay, okay)
we boutta toss him out, they won’t shoot him (okay, okay)
[?] on his body, lil’ b+tch, i’ma loot him (yeah, yeah, yah, oh, my god)
run up+, run up+, run up on that n+gga, we hit him on sight (yeah, that n+gga is gonna die)
talkin’ that sh+t and we endin’ yo life (yah, get it, yeah)
my opp b+tch ridin’ my d+ck like bike (yeah)
lit+little+, little do you know she suckin’ my d+ck every night (what, what?)
n+gga (woah)
i do not give no f+ck ’bout a n+gga (no f+cks)
i do not give no f+ck ’bout a b+tch (no f+cks)
i do not give no f+ck ’bout my life (no f+cks)
i cannot f+ck with these b+tches, they trife (what?)
i get up with a n+gga, i hit him at night (what?)
when i take a lil’ xanny, boy, i feel like i might (d+mn, okay)
k!ll a n+gga, i’ma hit him with a knife
why you talkin’ to me, not a n+gga i like (grahh, grahh)
not gon’ talk without a f+ckin’ fight (ayy, okay)
i’ma drip that n+gga, hit him with a pipe (okay, okay)
i’ma smoke this spliff, i’m higher than a kite (okay, okay)
i’ma stuff my money in the f+ckin’ bed (my money, my money)
just in case somebody tryna go to feds (oh, yeah, yeah)
he not gon’ run away, i hit his legs (yeah, yeah)
i’ma clap that n+gga, hit him with a light



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