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X-Clusive - New Phone Who Dis? Lyrics



X-Clusive - New Phone Who Dis? Lyrics
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This shit too easy, I feel like I'm Weezy They callin' me cena, cause y'all neva see me
Movin' in silence, but ain't really tryin
My circle be small, cause a lot of y'all lyin
Gotta stay true to my colors and brothers
Yeah, I'm cold-hearted, but truly I love her
Ain't the same person when I'm off the Henny
Love her like Forrest when he fought for Jenny
Love her like Bobby when he was with Whitney Sometimes I be caught up in all of my feels
Try doin' better, my past really hurt me Debatin' on if love is fake or is real
Too many things, but who's stoppin' the movement
Been pushin' P and y'all see how we doin' Been gettin' money, I ain't gotta prove it
Been smokin' this gas, my mental ain't losin'
Man she wanna f*ck in a new car
Shawty throw it on me like a pop star
I be rubbin' that clit like a guitar
If I hit it one time, I'ma go hard
Back in my element, who really stoppin' me
I know some niggas who still tryin' to copy me
Hate on a nigga, man, keep doin' that I'ma keep doin' me and y'all know that's a fact
Try dissin my niggas, you know that's a crime
Pull up right on me, hollows touchin' your spine
You play with my money, you play with my time
We gon' clear out this block, population decline
In the black Escalade, tinted windows 30-round drum, heavy on them extendos
I know she in pain, but I don't get the memo She tryna keep up, but she losin' the tempo
Reverb on the Glock, soundin' just like an echo
Shot through the heart, went through like an arrow
A showtime nigga like I'm Robert De Niro
Niggas can't f*ck with me and y'all all know
Goin' out with my choppy like Mamba
Ain't got too much patience for the drama
Y'all chasin' clout, I'm chasin' that comma
At the same time, y'all don't wanna pull up on me
Yeah, I'ma leave us a scene
Headshot, yeah, witha beam
Y'all ain't f*ckin' with me
Lately, y'all know I been goin' too crazy
All of this money next for me, a baby
King of my city, I got my first lady
She go through some shit, but at least she ain't crazy
Been growin' up, yeah, I'm done with the datin
Got me the baddest while you niggas waitin
Y'all tryna be me, but y'all steady complainin
Want all the blessings, but I'ma keep waitin
I know that they comin', I'm not gonna fake it
Y'all made it seem hard, but I stuck to the basics
Diamonds like water, my neck ain't no oasis
Want all the cash, I don't need to be famous
I do what I do, have to prove like it's Vegas
If you got what I want, you know I'ma come take
Try to hit it one time, but that pussy addicting
Can't get better than this, show me what I'm missin
All of this money, we gotta go get it
My niggas gon' get it, it's government printed
My circle stay small and my niggas be winnin
Straight to the money, cause that's what I chose
Ain't worried about you, man, I f*ck on yo hoes
Do you one better? I'll kill all your bros
Ain't never competin' with niggas who losin
Come get your bitch, cause she pickin', she choosin
All of this money, you know that you losin
Pull up on me and you know I'ma shoot it
Ain't gotta show it, but nigga, I'll prove it
Y'all watchin' me climb, but can you all do it
No
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This shit too easy, I feel like I'm Weezy They callin' me cena, cause y'all neva see me
Movin' in silence, but ain't really tryin
My circle be small, cause a lot of y'all lyin
Gotta stay true to my colors and brothers
Yeah, I'm cold-hearted, but truly I love her
Ain't the same person when I'm off the Henny
Love her like Forrest when he fought for Jenny
Love her like Bobby when he was with Whitney Sometimes I be caught up in all of my feels
Try doin' better, my past really hurt me Debatin' on if love is fake or is real
Too many things, but who's stoppin' the movement
Been pushin' P and y'all see how we doin' Been gettin' money, I ain't gotta prove it
Been smokin' this gas, my mental ain't losin'
Man she wanna f*ck in a new car
Shawty throw it on me like a pop star
I be rubbin' that clit like a guitar
If I hit it one time, I'ma go hard
Back in my element, who really stoppin' me
I know some niggas who still tryin' to copy me
Hate on a nigga, man, keep doin' that I'ma keep doin' me and y'all know that's a fact
Try dissin my niggas, you know that's a crime
Pull up right on me, hollows touchin' your spine
You play with my money, you play with my time
We gon' clear out this block, population decline
In the black Escalade, tinted windows 30-round drum, heavy on them extendos
I know she in pain, but I don't get the memo She tryna keep up, but she losin' the tempo
Reverb on the Glock, soundin' just like an echo
Shot through the heart, went through like an arrow
A showtime nigga like I'm Robert De Niro
Niggas can't f*ck with me and y'all all know
Goin' out with my choppy like Mamba
Ain't got too much patience for the drama
Y'all chasin' clout, I'm chasin' that comma
At the same time, y'all don't wanna pull up on me
Yeah, I'ma leave us a scene
Headshot, yeah, witha beam
Y'all ain't f*ckin' with me
Lately, y'all know I been goin' too crazy
All of this money next for me, a baby
King of my city, I got my first lady
She go through some shit, but at least she ain't crazy
Been growin' up, yeah, I'm done with the datin
Got me the baddest while you niggas waitin
Y'all tryna be me, but y'all steady complainin
Want all the blessings, but I'ma keep waitin
I know that they comin', I'm not gonna fake it
Y'all made it seem hard, but I stuck to the basics
Diamonds like water, my neck ain't no oasis
Want all the cash, I don't need to be famous
I do what I do, have to prove like it's Vegas
If you got what I want, you know I'ma come take
Try to hit it one time, but that pussy addicting
Can't get better than this, show me what I'm missin
All of this money, we gotta go get it
My niggas gon' get it, it's government printed
My circle stay small and my niggas be winnin
Straight to the money, cause that's what I chose
Ain't worried about you, man, I f*ck on yo hoes
Do you one better? I'll kill all your bros
Ain't never competin' with niggas who losin
Come get your bitch, cause she pickin', she choosin
All of this money, you know that you losin
Pull up on me and you know I'ma shoot it
Ain't gotta show it, but nigga, I'll prove it
Y'all watchin' me climb, but can you all do it
No
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Writer: Jordan Winford
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Language: English
Length: 2:45
Written by: Jordan Winford

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