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Ain't no Teen X no more, it's just X, bitch But I'm still gettin' high, still pourin' fours in my beverage No Family Guy, I treat all my hoes just like Meg Closed mouths don't get fed If you got somethin' to say, then say it I prefer sex over head I prefer Wock' over red Whip McLaren, nigga, fuck a 'Vette No, these niggas ain't seen this yet I sip lean, I don't sip on no 'gnac I'm a vampire, I turn to a bat I get money, I count it, I stack Get the bag, nigga, spendin' them racks Fucked her once, now she attached You get punched, that's in the back I'm rollin' up, then I was there I'm smokin' on that loud pack I just took off, my nigga face tat' I pulled up in that SRT Hellcat creepin' up the street All the shots off, I heard 'em scream Can't fuck with my clique, can't fuck with my team This Opium shit, X-Man off a bean You can't fuck with my gang, you can't get in between us Say he want some clean but I sold him dust Letras de cancionesFor a bean, that bitch will fuck both of us Like Little Caesars, this so hot and ready Yeah, my bitch just dress like a nun And my money, it weigh a ton I don't go nowhere without my gun In New York, I ride with a machete Bitch, it's X-Man, fuck all that teen shit, but I still pour codeine in my beverage I got rich but I'm still servin' fiends, if you got a town, you know I'm a medic Ain't no coppin' no less than a P, I'm servin' these pounds, I ain't gotta scale it Ain't no Teen X no more, it's just X, bitch But I'm still gettin' high, still pourin' fours in my beverage No Family Guy, I treat all my hoes just like Meg Closed mouths don't get fed If you got somethin' to say, then say it I prefer sex over head I prefer Wock' over red Whip McLaren, nigga, fuck a 'Vette No, these niggas ain't seen this yet I sip lean, I don't sip on no 'gnac I'm a vampire, I turn to a bat I get money, I count it, I stack Get the bag, nigga, spendin' them racks From Letras Mania