Lyrics

Whoa, yeah, ayy
Can't sip Sprite with the Hi-Tech, ayy
Can't sip Sprite with the Hi-Tech
Ayy, whoa, huh
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Must be a X on my chest
Ayy, whoa, ayy, whoa
Ayy, ayy, ayy, whoa

Can't sip Sprite with the Hi-Tech, ayy
That shit too pure to digest, ayy
Must be a X on my chest, ayy
This pure X loosen my chest, ayy
I should've died but not yet, ayy
I ain't even finished my project, ayy
Shoulder to cry, I'm not it, ayy
I don't even think I'm high yet
Ayy, whoa, ayy, whoa, ayy

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Must be a X on my chest, ayy
Too much X lock my chest, ayy
L.A. ho' take my breath, ayy
Leave with her, fake my death
No seal, no deal, my motto
No high, no thrill, it's all gone
Xan flights, I'm switchin' timezone
Do drugs, don't know what I know

Must be a X on my chest, ayy
I don't even greet no dumb bitch
Look easy to me, too fun bitch
That's easy to me, I done this
'Tech bleed in the cream, no Sunkist

Must be a X on my chest, ayy
Must be a X on my chest, ayy
Must be a X on my chest, ayy
Do you see a X on my chest? Ayy
Let's die now, fuck a sunset, ayy
Let's die now, fuck a sunset
Ayy, whoa, uh, ayy, whoa

Must be a X on my chest, ayy
Do you see a X on my chest? Ayy
Let's die now, fuck a sunset
Ayy, whoa, whoa, ayy

Let's die now, fuck a sunset, ayy
Let's die now, fuck a sunset, ayy
Let's die now, fuck a sunset
Ayy, whoa, ayy, whoa, ayy

Must be a X on my chest, ayy
Must be a X on my chest
Ayy, whoa, whoa
Whoa, ayy, uh, whoa, whoa
Whoa, huh, ayy

Writer(s): Lc Camel Jr, Ariel Rollins

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