Xit Yuth - W.W Lyrics

Catch me acting off them bad intentions
You don’t want to end up in my mentions
Attracting all of that bad attention
Give me that blade I’ll cut the tension
And I swear to god it’s like, I
Been playing with my life, like
It ain’t even on the line, white
You caught me in the limelight
But I don’t got the time
You keep missing them signs
How you acting up with a white kite
Call you out, you a white knight
Pick you up like a bitch, bitch
Crying hard you got slit wrists
Playing up, elevate shit
Simon says you a misfit
Double life like I’m Walter white
Duffel bag keep it outta sight
When I’m playing rough it ain’t nothing nice
Always six six when I’m rolling dice
Hands on the wheel with a pocket full of meds
Got a bitch in the back keeping lookout for the feds
Slap 1, 2, 3, 4 hands off my stack, we always ghost riding that rack
We ride ready not dangerous
We ride steady not brainless
Yeah, I don’t pack no stainless
Keep it cool not shameless
Demons back on they bullshit
Girl at home and she clueless
Breaking bad with that blue shit
In the sky, I’m on new shit
Heisenberg in red print
Unseen, that screen tint
Dollar signs in my eyesight
Not blind yet, but I just might
Flick the switch going through the roof
Ride ready we ain’t bulletproof
But the windows are, it’s a state of mind, outta sight when you reach for the stars
And you seeing me just like your dream
With the white lines and I brought the g’s
I’m geared up and I’ve got the skis
I’m racking up till my nose bleeds
Hands on the wheel with a pocket full of meds
Got a bitch in the back keeping lookout for the feds
Slap 1, 2, 3, 4 hands off my stack, we always ghost riding that rack
We ride ready not dangerous
We ride steady not brainless
Yeah, I don’t pack no stainless
Keep it cool not shameless
Demons back on they bullshit
Girl at home and she clueless
Breaking bad with that blue shit
In the sky I’m on new shit

Catch me acting off them bad intentions
You don’t want to end up in my mentions
Attracting all of that bad attention
Give me that blade I’ll cut the tension
And I swear to god it’s like, I
Been playing with my life, like
It ain’t even on the line, white
You caught me in the limelight
But I don’t got the time
You keep missing them signs
How you acting up with a white kite
Call you out, you a white knight
Pick you up like a bitch, bitch
Crying hard you got slit wrists
Playing up, elevate shit
Simon says you a misfit
Double life like I’m Walter white
Duffel bag keep it outta sight
When I’m playing rough it ain’t nothing nice
Always six six when I’m rolling dice
Hands on the wheel with a pocket full of meds
Got a bitch in the back keeping lookout for the feds
Slap 1, 2, 3, 4 hands off my stack, we always ghost riding that rack
We ride ready not dangerous
We ride steady not brainless
Yeah, I don’t pack no stainless
Keep it cool not shameless
Demons back on they bullshit
Girl at home and she clueless
Breaking bad with that blue shit
In the sky, I’m on new shit
Heisenberg in red print
Unseen, that screen tint
Dollar signs in my eyesight
Not blind yet, but I just might
Flick the switch going through the roof
Ride ready we ain’t bulletproof
But the windows are, it’s a state of mind, outta sight when you reach for the stars
And you seeing me just like your dream
With the white lines and I brought the g’s
I’m geared up and I’ve got the skis
I’m racking up till my nose bleeds
Hands on the wheel with a pocket full of meds
Got a bitch in the back keeping lookout for the feds
Slap 1, 2, 3, 4 hands off my stack, we always ghost riding that rack
We ride ready not dangerous
We ride steady not brainless
Yeah, I don’t pack no stainless
Keep it cool not shameless
Demons back on they bullshit
Girl at home and she clueless
Breaking bad with that blue shit
In the sky I’m on new shit