
xtsy* - pouting lyrics
[verse 1: rexv2]
ion like
ion like n0body
i might slide in your hoe probably
this piece a gold body
i play dumb ion know about it
good za, hot boxing
new pills i’m high off oxy
mad n+ggas tryna dox me
own swag, never copy
talkin trash, man you lost me
new bag, b+tch i’m flossing
[?, i’m toxin
n+ggas know i’m next i’m talking my sh+t
in this b+tch i’m boxing
none of you n+ggas ever been about no sh+t (blat)
new draco
hop out catch a opp slide with your sh+t
i been trying to catch a k!ll
hop out sliding jump out my sh+t
[?]hoe tryna jump on me, this hoe stay pouncing sh+t
lil twin said he turned to the plug, moving pounds and sh+t
drum mag, heavy rounds and sh+t
this b+tch bad she get around and sh+t
never mad i’m never frowning huh
this a bag this sh+t astounding
p+ssy n+gga from around me
mad n+ggas used to hating and clowning
get up off your ass, n+ggas always stay pouting
huuuhhhh
[verse 2: xtsy+]
n+ggas never getting money look at his surroundings
me and v2 bread flowing like a fountain
i stay in the crib i don’t like interacting with all of these people (yah)
they say i got ego i stay to myself and i act like a diva somehow
see that lil tab on his pockets now they see x as a menacing cash cow
we did a upgrade from last year, look at the streams lil x has now
(woahh)
i got paid no reason to pout
i got labels inside of my dms ’cause they like the words that i let out my mouth
x moving with the swag, came in with the bag, you know he move popular
i really got a girl that’s top of the 10 you know you can’t talk to her
(noooo)
flying out the country
i’m gotta get my money
say, i gotta get my money
i gotta get my riches, used to do dishes, stay in the crib and do nothing
you wanna talk all the talk we ain’t waste time [?]told my bro get to punting, yuh
why you pouting? gave you money inside of your pouches
make swag then you could bite this
ride a wave i don’t know what bike is
block your phone, you gotta send me a letter or something
i’m having way too much fun, i gotta make me a hunnid
i’m up from the night to the sun
i ain’t getting sleep no more
ran up my bread ain’t broke no more
finna be up so long i know
take a look at your surroundings i see why you pouting
lately you been acting crazy must been off that powder
i do not support them groupies i can’t give a dollar
i keep my shorty so happy that’s my super power
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