XTRA
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Ayy
It's extra, extra, extra
It's extra, it's extra
Damn, I'm extra
All that shit extra
All these lil' niggas, they extra
Damn
A nigga said he need a couple Diddy's
Told his lil' ass I need extra, ayy
He said he gon' give me some extra dollars
If I bring the work way up the stairs, ayy
Thirty clips, hundred drums
Magazines, I keep a extra, ayy
Benihana, I want mustard
Told the waitress I need extra, ayy
Baby mama ain't fuckin' with me
She say that my attitude extra, ayy
For my daughter and my niggas
I gotta make sure I do extra, ayy
Shot a nigga and his family
And niggas say that I did extra, ayy
Police see a black man
He unarmed, they do extra, ayy
Yeah, fuck that, failed the quiz
Pulled up in a Tesla (Skrrt)
Tell them hoes we out flexin'
Yeah, you know this shit is extra (Duh)
Send me the liquor and pop me a bean
And then pop me a extra (I pop me a extra)
I said, "Dropped out of school, but still give me the credit
And make sure it's extra"
Extra, extra, hey
My baby mamas is extra, hey
Said all of my bitches is extra, hey
Said she can get bummy like eczema, hey
Tell my bitch bring a friend
And make sure that bitch is bisexual, ayy
She give me brain, that bitch is smart
I spent that bitch in two Lexus, ayy
I need my money, he got fronted
I told that nigga I need extra, ayy
I need the Henny, I pop a Xanny
I bought me four puffs, I said extra, ayy
Do a gimmick, Free Willy
Oh well, that shit extra (Free Willy)
Long hair, nice ass
And she got perfect complexion
Extra, extra
All of your bullshit is extra (Ayy)
I'm stressin', I'm stressin' (Haha)
Said we made a change for the better
Extra, it's extra
All y'all lil' niggas is extra (Free Flock, man)
All the plugs, I done finessed 'em
All these topics, I'ma get 'em, yeah (Hold up, ayy)
I'm fresh out of jail and I'm flexin' (I'm flexin')
I'm still in the street with the weapons
If he want some beef, I'ma catch him
Call the police, he gon' need him a stretcher (Boom)
I slam in that pussy, I put that bitch in a figure four
Like I was a wrestler (Mwah)
Smokin' OG and it's pressure (Pressure)
I don't need a speech or a lecture (Gang)
I'm fuckin' with Jaz', pull up in the Jag'
That bitch got my name on the tag (Skrrt)
My new bitch is bad, she chasin' the bag
That bitch got my name on her ass (On her ass)
I'm rushin', I fuck and I pass (I pass)
I'm back in the street, goin' ham (Ham)
That chopper hit you and your man
I do what I want and you do what you can (Brrt)
My heat, you can see through my pants (My pants)
These bitches just see all the bands (All the bands)
I know you can notice I'm geekin', I'm rollin'
I'll probably go shoppin' in France (France)
Free Flock 'cause he's still in the can (Free Flock)
Some shit you just can't understand (Understand)
I'm mixin' my molly with Xans
I walked down the street with the heat and he ran (Boom)