Hell (feat. Chem X)

[Lil Xan]

Yeah, ayy , Talixan, gang gang, yeah, ayy

Talixan, fucking gang, yeah, ayy yeah

Lil Xan, Talixan

Ayy, yuhh, ayy, yuhh, ayy, yuhh

Throw my evening up, when it's rough

I shall tuck, you're the [?] rolling, adding up

Can't control myself, fucking bitches

I did well, [?] outta place

Outer space, or out of state

Got a foreign licence plate

Ayy, yuh

It don't matter Imma get it how I want it

200 [?], son we be talking bass

Ring-a-round a rosie, I might suck on Ronda Rousey

They keep talking all about me

They don't know me, they so funny, yeah

Yo, what's the word, what's the deal

I've been super well, yeah

Can't you see, can't you tell, ay, yuh, ay (Yeah, Yeah, Yeah)

[?] cigar, took some piss, the day I joined the rapping biz

Tomorrow I might fuck your bitch

And leave some xanax on her lips

Tomorrow I might fuck your bitch

And leave some xanax on her lips

[Chem X]

Fucking on your bitch, take a xan and then I dip

Take a line, and Goddam drip

Sold her car and got the whip

Several bullets in my clip

Pour a xan and watch me sip

Talk to [?], I'm 'bout to flip

Write a foreign hidden list

Worried by the doc that there's smoke in my lungs

[?] little boy never seen no guns

Swerve 'round the Devil, I'm speaking in tongues

Your time is over, you losing we won

Taking all these pills, I just do this shit for fun

Dosing under morphine, and I'm getting fucking numb

If I'm coming for you, bitch you better fucking run

I'm a hit you with the blade, if you ever acting dumb