St Helier Gs Xanna lyrics
Xanna
St Helier Gs
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Lil Stinky-
I dont walk around the crib i step around the crib
All this xanna im consuming parents bought me a bib
I dont wanna fib, got ammo in the clip
If im getting too slumped might shoot you from the hip
Fat Sh!t-
Toss this xanna in my mouth like a free throw
7 bars down, legs are moving too slow
Buss your melon forehead looking like a peep hole
My dealers got the bars, he make me touch my knees tho
Lil Stinky-
I got ripped off again, pussy said hes doing tens
Maybe ill pay him a visit and i ain't talking yen
Slumping too hard, interview i dont know when
Dont think ill get the job cos i can't even feel my skin
Fat Sh!t-
Bar down, clip in, and i start killing
This xanna got me looking like an archvillain
Prefer to slump all that other shit is too thrilling
Spinning on my knob like i took a fucking penicillin
Lil Stinky-
When its bright, cause a fight out of spite
See your dad in the night rope around his ankles tight
Tie him up to a tree, gasoline i ignite
High like a kite, not alright, drop another?
I just might
Fat Sh!t-
All these benzos that we poppin, take me to my coffin
Im coughing, im boffin, they sit there just scoffing
Think they jealous, they know that im hellish
See me and you and perish, now the xannas what i most cherish
I get the bag now im running it up
At the market see your man now im gunnin him up
In his pocket see the xans are we grabbin or what?
Couple pills for the road, now we driving and drugged
Lil Stinky-
In hospital and my condition is critical
Im feeling fine but the doctors are cynical
Took 14 bars not quite at my pinnacle
Arrested again? well that shits just typical
In the slammer for the night still faded
Can't remember last week think my house got raided
Invaded, silly me, shouldve barricaded
Didn't need this situation to get escalated
Fat Sh!t-
Lump of speed in my tropical juice
Now im up again, great time for substance abuse
Police tryna round me up like a pig on the loose
Drop a white pill that i shouldn't need to introduce
Wait hold on ima need a quick interlude
Won't sip this juice the gloop while im chompin shrooms
Xanna get m,e spruced up and im back to work
Now im turned on by the way that my bullets squirt
Lil Stinky-
Strap make you hurt when i buss ur noggin'
Your mums in my gaf and our boots are knockin'
Goons in the street and those bastards robbin'
Flip on east coast classics now my heads a-bobbin'
Keep a tommy in my back pocket, need you to sock it?
Dont need to pop it, i just cock it and lock it
Selling xans for profit, holy like a prophet
Youre coming out the closet, im making big deposits
Fat Sh!t-
They tellin me to stop it, grind can't end too soon
Chef up your daughter and i put it on youtube
Footrace to the xanna bet you lose
Police ask questions then i never fucking knew you
I dont walk around the crib i step around the crib
All this xanna im consuming parents bought me a bib
I dont wanna fib, got ammo in the clip
If im getting too slumped might shoot you from the hip
Fat Sh!t-
Toss this xanna in my mouth like a free throw
7 bars down, legs are moving too slow
Buss your melon forehead looking like a peep hole
My dealers got the bars, he make me touch my knees tho
Lil Stinky-
I got ripped off again, pussy said hes doing tens
Maybe ill pay him a visit and i ain't talking yen
Slumping too hard, interview i dont know when
Dont think ill get the job cos i can't even feel my skin
Fat Sh!t-
Bar down, clip in, and i start killing
This xanna got me looking like an archvillain
Prefer to slump all that other shit is too thrilling
Spinning on my knob like i took a fucking penicillin
Lil Stinky-
When its bright, cause a fight out of spite
See your dad in the night rope around his ankles tight
Tie him up to a tree, gasoline i ignite
High like a kite, not alright, drop another?
I just might
Fat Sh!t-
All these benzos that we poppin, take me to my coffin
Im coughing, im boffin, they sit there just scoffing
Think they jealous, they know that im hellish
See me and you and perish, now the xannas what i most cherish
I get the bag now im running it up
At the market see your man now im gunnin him up
In his pocket see the xans are we grabbin or what?
Couple pills for the road, now we driving and drugged
Lil Stinky-
In hospital and my condition is critical
Im feeling fine but the doctors are cynical
Took 14 bars not quite at my pinnacle
Arrested again? well that shits just typical
In the slammer for the night still faded
Can't remember last week think my house got raided
Invaded, silly me, shouldve barricaded
Didn't need this situation to get escalated
Fat Sh!t-
Lump of speed in my tropical juice
Now im up again, great time for substance abuse
Police tryna round me up like a pig on the loose
Drop a white pill that i shouldn't need to introduce
Wait hold on ima need a quick interlude
Won't sip this juice the gloop while im chompin shrooms
Xanna get m,e spruced up and im back to work
Now im turned on by the way that my bullets squirt
Lil Stinky-
Strap make you hurt when i buss ur noggin'
Your mums in my gaf and our boots are knockin'
Goons in the street and those bastards robbin'
Flip on east coast classics now my heads a-bobbin'
Keep a tommy in my back pocket, need you to sock it?
Dont need to pop it, i just cock it and lock it
Selling xans for profit, holy like a prophet
Youre coming out the closet, im making big deposits
Fat Sh!t-
They tellin me to stop it, grind can't end too soon
Chef up your daughter and i put it on youtube
Footrace to the xanna bet you lose
Police ask questions then i never fucking knew you
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