(Marc Boomin, this you?)
It´s with an X, nigga
Fxce

Walk in the room with a hundred K and kill a nigga confidence
If copyin´ me can get your ass some pape´, then I ain´t knockin´ it
Niggas hoed me when I ain´t had no pape´, now it´s the opposite
Don´t tell him that it´s beef, so when I pop him, it´s anonymous
Nowadays, strikers ain´t just Scats, we got all kinda whips
I want you to try to take the Hellcat, ´cause I´m watchin´ it
Don´t pull up on me drivin´ fast, ´cause I´m stoppin´ it
If you wondered what I paid for this car, it´s your scholarship
You be on some dollar shit

Pants big, add some money, now it´s a proper fit, wait, you get it?
Jeans loose, so I added bands, now them bitches fit me
Remember I was skinny as hell and broke, now I´m just skinny
Two thousand for a designer coat, the shirt was six-fifty
Three hundred for the Purple jeans, I paid with six fifties
Eighth label tryna sign a nigga, but this the fifth city
She had a man, but I fucked her good, I bet the bitch miss me
Niggas talk about me behind my back like damn, what I do?
They see me turnt without promotion and think I´m buyin´ views

I was tryna buy a Glock while you was buyin´ shoes
Fuck the Charger, bring the Chally out, I´m tryna slide a coupe
Don´t tell me I can´t record today, bitch, I´ll buy your stu´
Where the fuck the engineer? ´Cause I´ll buy him too
Don´t think you safe up in the crib, ´cause I´ll buy your roof
If you not my mans, don´t bring your bitch around, ´cause I´ll buy her too
I´m not your average young nigga, don´t tell me how to move
She only listen to me, don´t tell her what to do
The opps can´t dress for shit, all they wear is suits
Fuck driving when I´m sliding down, bitch, I´m tryna shoot

Fuck the NBA, I´m ballin´, I ain´t tryna hoop
Drop him and catch his mans, that´s an alley-oop
I call this nigga BlocBoy, he stay tryna shoot
Put this switch on your ass like your mama do
I heard this broke shit startin´ to be a kind of flu
Firebomb the crib, then spin, bro, you gotta move
The wind always blow away, bro, you gotta lose
I´ll front you if you buy him somethin´, grab the two
Nigga, why´d you fuck her friend? How fast I do it
She caught me cheatin´, I´m the one that got an attitude
I mixed the Wocky with the red, I´m a bad influence

The Benz take up two spots, watch me back into it
Play with me, you gon´ end up in a Casper movie
Or in the lake by yourself with your ashes swimmin´
I stopped goin´ back to church, my pastor sinnin´
Man, all them niggas that ain´t front me, I passed them nigga
I poured a whole pint, my shirt seven hundred
You hustle all day, bitch, you broke, you sellin´ money?
I could put you in the grocery store, you wouldn´t sell an onion
You´ll never see my face ´less you tryna drop a hundred
It go 3G, easy money
Throw on your 3D glasses, bitch, we comin´
Nigga, if you see me blastin´, keep runnin´
Babyfxce E and Money, bitch, we fuckin´ up the summer