Styxxx (feat. Zelly Ocho)
Bitch, I'm on the top, it ain't no [?] (Bitch, I'm on the top)
You ain't cut me in, I had to cut you off (Had to cut you off)
I can't take no loss, ay
I gotta be a boss, ay (Buh, buh, buh)
I can't take no loss, ay
I gotta be a boss, ay (Pigh), ay (Pigh)
I run a lotta bands, got a lot of friends, ay (Yeah)
Other niggas hate on me, but I don't understand (I don't under—)
I took too many losses, gotta come up with a plan (Yeah)
No handels, I did with my own hands (Aight)
I ain't going out sad, like im dirty Dan
Off a perc and I feel like Curry after just 30 mins (Bih, bih)
I'mma have to hurt you, man
I can't take no loss again
Let me in your trap again
You know that I'm [?] (Pah-pah-pah-pah)
Bitch, in meine Socken steckt so einiges (Ja, ey)
Promethazin, mein Becher, sipp' kein Heineken (Nah, ey)
Hab' wieder keine Zeit, sie wird beleidigend
My Nigga, ich verdoppel' das, brauch' reichlich Bands (Ey, ja)
Bei deiner Gang, hätt' ich lieber keine Gang (Nein)
Wie willst du weiter (Ey), wenn du nur mit Neidern hängst
Reife Drogen in mein'm Body, Sicht ist eingeschränkt (Ey, ey, ey)
Doch genieß' das Panorama, schmeiß' 'ne weitre Xan, ey (Ey, ja)
Und ich weiß, die Kleine ist ein Fan (Fan, ja)
Deshalb geh' ich nicht an mein Telephone (Nah, ey)
Keine Boy Band, bin 'ne One-Man-Gang (Pah, pah, pah)
Keine Boy Band – Caramelo, oh
You ain't cut me in, I had to cut you off (Had to cut you off)
I can't take no loss, ay
I gotta be a boss, ay (Buh, buh, buh)
I can't take no loss, ay
I gotta be a boss, ay (Pigh), ay (Pigh)
I run a lotta bands, got a lot of friends, ay (Yeah)
Other niggas hate on me, but I don't understand (I don't under—)
I took too many losses, gotta come up with a plan (Yeah)
No handels, I did with my own hands (Aight)
I ain't going out sad, like im dirty Dan
Off a perc and I feel like Curry after just 30 mins (Bih, bih)
I'mma have to hurt you, man
I can't take no loss again
Let me in your trap again
You know that I'm [?] (Pah-pah-pah-pah)
Bitch, in meine Socken steckt so einiges (Ja, ey)
Promethazin, mein Becher, sipp' kein Heineken (Nah, ey)
Hab' wieder keine Zeit, sie wird beleidigend
My Nigga, ich verdoppel' das, brauch' reichlich Bands (Ey, ja)
Bei deiner Gang, hätt' ich lieber keine Gang (Nein)
Wie willst du weiter (Ey), wenn du nur mit Neidern hängst
Reife Drogen in mein'm Body, Sicht ist eingeschränkt (Ey, ey, ey)
Doch genieß' das Panorama, schmeiß' 'ne weitre Xan, ey (Ey, ja)
Und ich weiß, die Kleine ist ein Fan (Fan, ja)
Deshalb geh' ich nicht an mein Telephone (Nah, ey)
Keine Boy Band, bin 'ne One-Man-Gang (Pah, pah, pah)
Keine Boy Band – Caramelo, oh
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Writer(s): Melvin Ohiomoba
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