A to the X ft. DND~Dayland Lyrics

From the A, oh

To the X, oh

Two thots, two shots, that's the lay low

Got these girls shaking ass for the pesos

Man, y'all niggas really don't get it, cased closed

Oh, snap haven't seen me in a minute too

And shoutout to my niggas raising the city, oouu

Held it down for the gang, haven't switched and we just enriched, like the nigga Tyga, Rack City bitch

They ain't see me then

Now they see me now

Young nigga with the vision, reality now

Couple niggas, yeah, we grew up by the sand box, years later had a fall out, nigga call it quicksand

Giving coms, yeah, I'm in command, music on demand, made a couple bands, nigga that's how you expand

A shit, and she's thotting 'round, hey ho

That's the type of shit that get these bitches worthed low

One time hold down for the winners too

All-Stars, cold stars, like the winter boo

Ok played this game like some Squid Games

Bussin' her shit down, that's a dyad game

Oh, oouu, pussy ran through

Boasting 'bout it, like it's solid, shit ain't brand new

Twitter fingers, got these bitches typin' 'bout it too

Chilling with the bredrens, this ain't nothing new

Never trippin' over secondhand pussy, pre-owned, whatever you wanna call it, shit's the same oouu

Oh, who fucking asked you?

I'm the man up in this bitch, we partied past two

Got a young nigga, putted up in a trance too, half clue, talkin' 'bout her pussy, and she mad cute

Shawty mad cool, and that ass too

Ate her pussy, she was running, call it fast food

Hold it down for the trap, for the A, for the rest man and we came in sections, this the west end

Hold it down for the trap, for the A, for the rest man

Ski's up, that's the mandem

Hold it down for the trap, for the A, for the rest man and we came in sections, this the west end

Hold it down for the trap, for the A, for the rest man

Ski's up, that's the mandem

She got a fat ass, but I like the cash mo'

So, baby come and throw it down on the dance flo'

Moving 'round 'n 'round, 'round in circles

She use a water gun, so I call her Squirtle

Running right to the cash, I'm leavin' nothing left

Chasing every single cheque, until my final breath

So, let's get right to the cash, you know I love winnin'

Me and the gang up, yeah you know we dream livin'

Me and Gabe up, ain't nothin' you could do

Had a chance to be the best, but you a Looney Tune

I'm in the studio, you know I'm spittin' flames

Dropped a new song, so you know we getting paid

Grab your main girl, then take her on a date

Leave me 'lone, while I'm sippin' Henny with your bae

Me and the boy's getting higher than a fucking kite

Pass it back to the bro, I'm 'bout to drop the mic

Hold it down for the trap, for the A, for the rest man and we came in sections, this the west end

Hold it down for the trap, for the A, for the rest man

Ski's up, that's the mandem

Hold it down for the trap, for the A, for the rest man and we came in sections, this the west end

Hold it down for the trap, for the A, for the rest man

Ski's up, that's the mandem

Hold it down for the trap, for the A, for the rest man and we came in sections, this the west end

Hold it down for the trap, for the A, for the rest man

Ski's up, that's the mandem