Bob Waist - Yellow Xans ("Na-Na") Lyrics

I'm off Molly, Percocets, Yellow Xans, I'm booted up
High as f*ck up in the function, baby, I can't give a f*ck
She gon' f*ck wit me and do me wrong I knew I shouldn't have cuffed
I'm an angel sent from heaven girl I knew you was a dub
Oh my god I'm bound to blow, oh my god, I'm finna bust
Talkin' all that shit on IG, lil' bitch kindly hold my nuts
Gettin' to the bag, I'm a young king with this shit
You lil' boys be f*ckin' sevens while I'm steady f*ckin' tens

Na-na-na-na-na
Had to move up like that
Pockets startin' look real fat
Had to buy my dawg a new pad
You know I put the met on the map
You know all them other boys wack
You know it's Young Waist in his bag
You know that them other boys cap
You know I ain't worried, no cap
And I swear to god, these people be lyin'
I swear to god these people be tryin' me
I swear to god, these people be lyin'
I swear to god they lie on me
Funny how the money make these hoes not reject me
Looking for a blessing but it seem I got a tee
Pulled up in a drop top all black lexus
Hopin' I don't get arrested, you see
Funny how the money make these hoes not reject me
Funny how we'll die and we're still gon bleed
Just sold a perc to somebody named Chad
Give me a call and I'll hit you right back
Say that you want it, I'll ship you a pack
I know you want it, boy, don't even cap
I'm off narcotics, I'm rockin' with Barbie
She feelin' Young Waist and she touchin' my body
She came to the party, she popped her a molly
I'm rockin' with shawty but know she a thottie
You datin' that girl, boy, you know she a thottie
I can't wife a girl if I know she a thottie
You can have the fame, man, I only want money
I don't want no jewelry, and don't want no thottie

Na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na, na-na

I'm off Molly, Percocets, Yellow Xans, I'm booted up
High as f*ck up in the function, baby, I can't give a f*ck
She gon' f*ck wit me and do me wrong I knew I shouldn't have cuffed
I'm an angel sent from heaven girl I knew you was a dub
Oh my god I'm bound to blow, oh my god, I'm finna bust
Talkin' all that shit on IG, lil' bitch kindly hold my nuts
Gettin' to the bag, I'm a young king with this shit
You lil' boys be f*ckin' sevens while I'm steady f*ckin' tens