Still Making Money
X-Plosive Lyrics


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Sliding inna strikers, this that money makin' music
You niggas beefin' for the fame, all I want is blue Benjis
Hit the block, beamin' tented sport on the dash
Flippin' hoes in the backseat, up a couple racks
I do this rappin' shit for fun, this shit ain't for the fame
Gettin' money in real life, playin' real scary games
Couger on all you bitches, how I stack my money, let it age
Huh, bitch, we get it in, bitch, we get paid
Hop out with this bitch hoppin', tryna let her spray
Don't give a fuck where he from, if he play, he lay
Cut up in his FI80, flowin' like a boat
All your bitch, she wanna fuck, told her, just give me the throat
I'm feelin' like I'm Batman, I don't fuck with jokers
In the B&B with a bitch, I don't know her name
But whole time, she already tryna give me the brain
Cut up in the opp, when I switch the lane to lane
And boy, don't try to get too close
If you give a nigga blue flames, then I ain't talkin' propane
Uh, uh, FWH, bro, they start a new movement
I'm part of new drench gang, I started one, too
All my niggas really certified, they know what to do
And if you really get up in my car, you know you gotta shoot
And if you wanna make some money, boy, you better spoof
And I don't really need a script, I freestyle like the booth
Real bloody steppers up the switches, gettin' paid
Ain't no rappin' bout no murder, niggas know I'm gettin' paid
Fuckin' different bitches every week, I don't know her name
been the realest nigga, he know, still went n played, flake
I can't hang with you niggas, I'd rather stay in my own lane
Uh, uh, uh, I'd rather stay in my own lane
And this bitch keep blowin' up my phone, I don't know why
The only ex I wanna blow my back is that off white
We playin' like, snake with some great whites





If a nigga movin' boney, when it bust, might just take your life
Mix da waukee with the Sprite, that bitch taste so nice

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of "Still Making Money" by X-Plosive reflect themes of hustle, street life, and the pursuit of wealth. The first verse sets the tone by emphasizing the artist's focus on making money rather than seeking fame or clout. He describes cruising around in a luxurious car with tinted windows, engaging in illegal activities to earn cash. The artist contrasts his real-life money-making endeavors with the superficiality of the rap game, highlighting his authenticity and commitment to success in the streets.


In the following verses, the artist boasts about his lifestyle and prowess with women, maintaining a detached and fearless attitude towards his enemies. He references his ability to adapt to different situations and stay ahead of the game, portraying himself as a slick operator who navigates the dangerous streets with ease. The mention of "blue Benjis" as the desired currency underscores the artist's materialistic desires and insatiable appetite for wealth and success.


The lyrics also touch on themes of loyalty and self-preservation, with the artist emphasizing the importance of surrounding himself with trustworthy individuals who are willing to do what it takes to protect their interests. The mention of "real bloody steppers" suggests a willingness to resort to violent means if necessary, highlighting the brutal realities of street life. Despite the danger and uncertainty, the artist remains confident in his abilities and determination to carve out his own path and leave his mark on the world.


Overall, "Still Making Money" paints a vivid picture of a hustler who is unapologetically immersed in the street culture, navigating a treacherous landscape while chasing after his dreams of wealth and power. The artist's swagger, bravado, and street smarts shine through in the lyrics, serving as a testament to his resilience and determination to succeed against all odds.


Line by Line Meaning

Sliding inna strikers, this that money makin' music
Gliding through the streets in stylish cars, creating tracks that generate wealth.


You niggas beefin' for the fame, all I want is blue Benjis
While others are arguing for recognition, my focus is solely on accumulating cash.


Hit the block, beamin' tented sport on the dash
Arriving in my sleek, tinted sports car, ready to dominate the neighborhood.


Flippin' hoes in the backseat, up a couple racks
Engaging romantically with women in the backseat while earning substantial money.


I do this rappin' shit for fun, this shit ain't for the fame
Creating music is purely a hobby for me; I’m not in it for public notoriety.


Gettin' money in real life, playin' real scary games
I’m focused on making money legitimately while navigating risky situations.


Couger on all you bitches, how I stack my money, let it age
Like a savvy investor, I nurture my finances over time to maximize returns.


Huh, bitch, we get it in, bitch, we get paid
We are active and productive in our pursuits, consistently earning income.


Hop out with this bitch hoppin', tryna let her spray
Exiting my vehicle with a companion, aimed at expressing our dominance.


Don't give a fuck where he from, if he play, he lay
I’m indifferent to someone's background; if they engage aggressively, they face consequences.


Cut up in his FI80, flowin' like a boat
Navigating easily in my high-performance vehicle, just like a boat gliding through water.


All your bitch, she wanna fuck, told her, just give me the throat
Women are eager for intimacy, but I prefer minimal commitment, implying a focus on pleasure.


I'm feelin' like I'm Batman, I don't fuck with jokers
I see myself as a hero, avoiding foolish people or those who play around.


In the B&B with a bitch, I don't know her name
Spending time in a rented space with a woman whose identity is unimportant to me.


But whole time, she already tryna give me the brain
Despite not knowing each other well, she's already eager to engage intimately.


Cut up in the opp, when I switch the lane to lane
Aggressively navigating my way through rivals as I change directions.


And boy, don't try to get too close
Cautioning others not to invade my personal space.


If you give a nigga blue flames, then I ain't talkin' propane
If someone brings aggression towards me, the consequences will be severe, not a mere reaction.


Uh, uh, FWH, bro, they start a new movement
Acknowledging a new initiative or wave started by a group of friends.


I'm part of new drench gang, I started one, too
I belong to a fresh crew focused on lifestyle and success, which I initiated myself.


All my niggas really certified, they know what to do
My friends are skilled and knowledgeable about handling various situations.


And if you really get up in my car, you know you gotta shoot
Riding with me means being prepared for action or confrontation.


And if you wanna make some money, boy, you better spoof
If you're looking to earn, you need to adopt clever and stealthy strategies.


And I don't really need a script, I freestyle like the booth
I create without preparation, improvising as effortlessly as a freestyle rap session.


Real bloody steppers up the switches, gettin' paid
Serious individuals in my circle are making money by navigating through tough situations.


Ain't no rappin' bout no murder, niggas know I'm gettin' paid
While I don’t glorify violence in my music, my financial success speaks for itself.


Fuckin' different bitches every week, I don't know her name
Engaging with various women regularly, showing a lack of attachment.


been the realest nigga, he know, still went n played, flake
Despite being genuine and authentic, there are still those who deceive or betray.


I can't hang with you niggas, I'd rather stay in my own lane
I prefer to focus on my own path and avoid mixing with others.


Uh, uh, uh, I'd rather stay in my own lane
Reaffirming my choice to remain dedicated to my own journey and not get distracted.


And this bitch keep blowin' up my phone, I don't know why
Receiving persistent calls from someone whose intentions are unclear to me.


The only ex I wanna blow my back is that off white
The only past relationship I’m still interested in is with someone wearing a specific style.


We playin' like, snake with some great whites
Engaging in a high-stakes game with powerful adversaries, reminiscent of predators.


If a nigga movin' boney, when it bust, might just take your life
If someone appears weak or vulnerable during a confrontation, the outcome may be fatal.


Mix da waukee with the Sprite, that bitch taste so nice
Combining a popular drink with Sprite for a pleasurable taste experience.




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Written by: kiari wright

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