X on my chest like I’m Malcolm in the lobby
Chain hit the marble, sound like Africa tsunami
Schoolboy slide through the set, two straps, no hobbies
2 Chainz, two flames, coupe paint, no body
Saudi in the cut, AK long like a safari
We don’t do subtitles, talk cash, speak Rands hardly
X marks the spot where the opps got bodied
I’m the glitch in your gospel, angelic but godly
Bass knock, face drop, moonwalk on the concrete
Pray over poison, still pour it for the fallen peace
X is the letter, the measure, the weapon, the recipe
Legend in flesh, no question, we flex in the legacy