[Refrain: Xanman] Ain't no shooter 'cause you takin' drugs to do it with I ain't flexin' with no stick, I'm pullin' moves with Slide music, slide the doors on the Honda Accord You a big trapper, what you livin' with your father for?
[Break: Xanman] Nigga livin' with his father, huh Kick door like I'm 'bout to slide at you, huh
[Chorus: Xanman] You ain't no action, you ain't with it, nigga, we spin on the block, fidget spinner We gon' wait 'til one of his niggas wit' him, got a lot of 556s in 'em (Pew, pew) We gon' get them niggas (I ain't know), catch them at the table, Christmas dinner All these niggas do is lie, why you cappin' over instrumentals?
[Verse 1: Xanman] That nigga dead, I guess it's sentimental These niggas actin' just like Ryan Reynolds I'm searchin' for him, had to find a pistol That nigga ain't killin', he ain't slidin' wit' you Wanna know what you got that stick for Off a bar, nigga, what you sick for? Jack move but we called it a kick door Don't talk, what you movin' your lips for? Big chop gonna aim at his mid core Hop out the UU with the fifth on me Walk in the hood, nigga, I'm a big homie Xan, why you movin' like that? I got the stick on me Called her a dog, she wanna lick on me I'm posted up with Ahk, Sir TrapAlot Nigga, I know your man hot 'cause he ask a lot When the addy wearin' off, I might spaz a lot You know that nigga not shootin', he just rap a lot, yeah
[Refrain: Xanman] Ain't no shooter 'cause you takin' drugs to do it with I ain't flexin' with no stick, I'm pullin' moves with Slide music, slide the doors on the Honda Accord You a big trapper, what you livin' with your father for?
[Chorus: Xanman] You ain't no action, you ain't with it, nigga, we spin on the block, fidget spinner We gon' wait 'til one of his niggas wit' him, got a lot of 556s in 'em (Pew, pew) We gon get them niggas (I ain't know), catch them at the table, Christmas dinner All these niggas do is lie, why you cappin' over instrumentals?
[Verse 2: Lil Yachty] Look (Boat) Talkin' down, we gon' crash like two band cymbals (Beep) Got them boys outside his house late night like Jimmy Kimmel (Beep) Slide music, slide the doors on a nigga Ford You a big gangster, why you pull up with your brother for? Ha, oh, he pulled up with his brother, huh? Like his brother finna stop the shells from rangin' Baby Draco get to singin', I'ma sound like Soulja When I get to tellin' her I hop out, automatics get to clappin' Slap the clip in, one look at your bitch and she want the dickin' APs, but this shit ain't tickin', all of the clubs, I brought the stick in Fuckin' on doctors, fuckin' on vixens, remember my watch used to be a Nixon Back when my brother was bringin' them bricks in, top tier, niggas hittin' them licks in Bust in the mall, swipin' them chips, nowadays, pullin' up in the dragon Magic carpet, nigga feel like Aladdin, whip, inside seats was satin Feel good on my ass, I'm saggin', callin' them plays, feel like I'm Madden Yeah, yeah, yeah
[Refrain: Xanman] Ain't no shooter 'cause you takin' drugs to do it with I ain't flexin' with no stick, I'm pullin' moves with Slide music, slide the doors on the Honda Accord You a big trapper, what you livin' with your father for?
[Chorus: Xanman] You ain't no action, you ain't with it, nigga, we spin on the block, fidget spinner We gon' wait 'til one of his niggas wit' him, got a lot of 556s in 'em (Pew, pew) We gon get them niggas (I ain't know), catch them at the table, Christmas dinner All these niggas do is lie, why you cappin' over instrumentals? Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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