Boy Band

You are now listening to XANAKIN SKYWOK Alright, what are we doing again? (PANDEMXNIUM, sell your blood) One more time Yeow! Relapse in my drink and weed back I don't need no girl no feedback She give that doug dimmadome need that Stuff your gucci bag with heat packs Stuff your cooch and crack with meat bags Give me neck I'll push the seat back Give me head I'll flick your bean bag Drum on your congos make beat packs Gas on me get a little rack on me With a little bit of stacks on stacks on Ass on me put a little back on me Back it up on me thrax on me Smoke a little gas on me Got that ass on me Pack on me back it back on me Put a little rack on me Bad hoes and exoctics on the three oh five Smoking heavy on da gas all night Got your shawty wanting me and my beam aye Rolled up papers stack it like cheese Boy so massive bands up N.S.Y.N.C Rossed up backwards ant in O.T We just higher Feel this full throttle I'll rather crash the whip or we taking off Stacking for billies We gonna scheme till we fye ah ah Racks on me Rack those stacks on me Racks on racks on me These stacks gone lean Flashing cash on me Stacks on stacks on me, yea yea Bitch I'm paid to rhyme like a Zeus Got my game up like an Asus If you came up then you came to Fuck the game up and fuck your game too Square little boy man stick to the GameCube She sending screenshots, what you thought you were smooth dude? Your girl think I'm hot so she sending me nudes too She gonna give me top while I'm scrolling through YouTube Gas on me get a little rack on me With a little bit of stacks on stacks on Ass on me put a little back on me Back it up on me