Yung Xayy - O Xayy Simpson Lyrics

You said I'm a stocker huh
I'm sorry, I'm so sorry
For real, I ain't gonna let you just like try to make up a story about me and shit, I might as well just tell the real Thing ya know ? Might as well just do the real Thing and just let known what's Not known Allegedly though

Yeah
Slide with my pole
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, Yeah, yeah
Ohhhhh, Eh, eh, eh
Umnoooo

Tripping and sipping I swerved
Through the city
Call all my bros and had Tloc Nem' with me
Switch on the Glock this bitch Turn to a semi
If we get pulled over I'm going For 50
I hopped on her snap and was Like what the f*ck
Track her location I'm bout to Pull up
Call all her friends just to tell Them what's up
Cause they don't know they're Bout to duck
Faded, swerving down on 10th
I see my sister and little Ben
Walking past sunset with they Friends so I, waited
Bouta go to fassler with my gun
It ain't no fun if we still done
I'll get arrested get my, bail and Pay it, For real
Crippin', I still do that
Trippin', I still do that
If Shavonne in the car
On rollin' I'll give you four flats
Unless they ridin'with Jack Jack
Damn they brought the old Xayy back and I brought the OJ Hat with the four-way bag
Two straps with the throwaway Tags
Talk to me

I'm trippin',
I'm slippin',
I'm swervin'
I'm ridin',
You missin', you different
You curvin', with silence
So I'm tipsy, tryna find you
With my brothas And they Ridin',
Smokin', swervin' on some Violence
Think tonight, I'm gonna be slidin', cuz
I'm trippin',
I'm slippin',
I'm swervin'
I'm ridin',
You missin', you different
You curved me, with silence
So I'm tipsy, tryna find you
With my brothas And they Ridin',
Smokin', swervin' on some Violence
Think tonight, I'm gonna be Slidin', cuz

Girl, you so silly
Must've forgot this my city
I'm like Meek Mill up in Philly
Girl, you must be dizzy
Ridin' around with some bitches While I'm out here trippin'
You know that this shit can get Risky
Shots at the whip, I don't care Who I hit
One girl shot in the lip, one girl Shot in her titty
Nayborhood Crip and the shit Out of line
But don't have no one die cause Ill blow down the city
Lord, please forgive me but this Girl, she know I get juggy
She know I be trippy
She know I ain't scared no Prison
She know I ain't leavin' no witness
Have somebody missing
Folded up in one them ditches
And throw my little brother Some chicken
Girl, you know I'm sickly
Put em in trash bags like Missy
Then call up Mike Johnson with 50
And still get acquitted
Bitch, you know Im sprung so I'm spinnin'
Listen to T-Pain, I'm trippin'
I'm feelin' like Bobby when he Lost Lil' Whitney
My mind be spinnin', so you Know I'm tippin' little baby
Still sipping that henny little Baby
Roll up a bleezy sit back reminiscing little baby
I really been missing my baby
So you know I

I'm trippin',
I'm slippin',
I'm swervin'
I'm ridin',
You missin', you different
You curvin', with silence
So I'm tipsy, tryna find you
With my brothas And they Ridin',
Smokin', swervin' on some Violence
Think tonight, I'm gonna be Slidin', cuz
I'm trippin',
I'm slippin',
I'm swervin'
I'm ridin',
You missin', you different
You curved me, with silence
So I'm tipsy, tryna find you
With my brothas And they Ridin',
Smokin', swervin' on some Violence
Think tonight, I'm gonna be Slidin', cuz
I'm trippin',
I'm slippin',
I'm swervin'
I'm ridin',
You missin', you different
You curvin', with silence
So I'm tipsy, tryna find you
With my brothas And they Ridin',
Smokin', swervin' on some Violence
Think tonight, I'm gonna be Slidin', cuz
I'm trippin',
I'm slippin',
I'm swervin'
I'm ridin',
You missin', you different
You curved me, with silence
So I'm tipsy, tryna find you
With my brothas And they Ridin',
Smokin', swervin' on some Violence
Think tonight, I'm gonna be Slidin', cuz