Xavier Wulf – The Hazard lyrics

[Verse 1: Eddy Baker]
Roll a blunt now I'm smoking, I drink water, no soda
I got the green just like Yoda, all my white girls snort yola
If you fuck around with me I'll throw your ass in the toaster
I'm a hard-body nigga, big ass head on my shoulders
You felt the chill, from some ice
Well my heart's a lot colder
I'm taking risks with my life, pushing pills and the mota
I pulled up on your bitch, nigga, she in love with my motor
When we slide, windows up, cause my trees got a odor
I'm a California nigga, perfect weather and bitches
And I've been burning backwoods, like [?]
Proper but I'm so hood, better respect the pimpin'
And if that bitch don't give me ass, out the door's where I kick it
I show no love, give no fucks, see my ass, you can kiss it
I started way at the bottom, now I'm going the distance
Healthy Boyz, little nigga, all my grams is nutritious
I still got the mob ties, hit me up for the business

[Verse 2: Xavier Wulf]
I'm smoking good on some good, all day
Give no fuck bout what none of you, wanna say
She wanna match my feng shui, okay lesson one starts today
Pull on and get his ass, okay
Pull off with a hall pass, a bouquet
I need a truck now, a dullay
Diesel in the gas tank, make way
Weed and a blunt now, hurray
Got a call from the trap now, only
She say where you at, I'm lonely
All she wanna do is touch on me
I don't even wanna be friendly fuck that pay me what you owe me
When the show sold out, she hit me, like can you get me in please, plus three
I said aha, bitch please, hung up and hopped in my M3
Pull off with a blunt lit, just me
Middle fingers up to the whole scene
I don't give a fuck about your team, I don't give a fuck about anything
Cut me open, see the eyes gleam
Who I gotta tell that I ain't lying?
He should get a A+, for trying
Leave it up to me, I leave his ass crying
Leave it up to me, I leave his bitch whining
You leave it up to me, I leave his clique dying
You bitch