pouting lyrics

[Verse 1: rexv2]
Ion like
Ion like nobody
I might slide in your hoe probably
This piece a gold body
I play dumb ion know about it
Good za, hot boxing
New pills I'm high off oxy
Mad n*ggas tryna dox me
Own swag, never copy
Talkin trash, man you lost me
New bag, b*tch I'm flossing
[?, I'm toxin
n*ggas know I'm next I'm talking my sh*t
In this b*tch I'm boxing
None of you n*ggas ever been about no sh*t (Blat)
New Draco
Hop out catch a opp slide with your sh*t
I been trying to catch a kill
Hop out sliding jump out my sh*t
[?]hoe tryna jump on me, this hoe stay pouncing sh*t
Lil twin said he turned to the plug, moving pounds and sh*t
Drum mag, heavy rounds and sh*t
This b*tch bad she get around and sh*t
Never mad I'm never frowning huh
This a bag this sh*t astounding
pus*y n*gga from around me
Mad n*ggas used to hating and clowning
Get up off your ass, n*ggas always stay pouting
Huuuhhhh
[Verse 2: xtsy*]
n*ggas never getting money look at his surroundings
Me and v2 bread flowing like a fountain
I stay in the crib I don't like interacting with all of these people (Yah)
They say I got ego I stay to myself and I act like a diva somehow
See that lil tab on his pockets now they see X as a menacing cash cow
We did a upgrade from last year, look at the streams lil X has now
(Woahh)
I got paid no reason to pout
I got labels inside of my DMS 'cause they like the words that I let out my mouth
X moving with the swag, came in with the bag, you know he move popular
I really got a girl that's top of the 10 you know you can't talk to her
(Noooo)
Flying out the country
I'm gotta get my money
Say, i gotta get my money
I gotta get my riches, used to do dishes, stay in the crib and do nothing
You wanna talk all the talk we ain't waste time [?]told my bro get to punting, yuh
Why you pouting? gave you money inside of your pouches
Make swag then you could bite this
Ride a wave I don't know what bike is
Block your phone, you gotta send me a letter or something
I'm having way too much fun, I gotta make me a hunnid
I'm up from the night to the sun
I ain't getting sleep no more
Ran up my bread ain't broke no more
Finna be up so long I know
Take a look at your surroundings I see why you pouting
Lately you been acting crazy must been off that powder
I do not support them groupies I can't give a dollar
I keep my shorty so happy that's my super power