"Xans" lyrics
Slut of your block, try how it's off
Try how they got your neighbors poppin' out
I take my favorite drug, BS Grey Glock
I just came out of coma off this act
Shoot the Glock, go for my neighborhood watch
Trippin' off the drug, go sleep it off
Dissin' on her gang, I ain't blocked out
Reachin' for my chain, stick gon' go plow
Look her for the gang, she can't be my wife
Kid credit, run a wreck day and night
Bought that on her, if I see some, I like
My lil' partner, he's a thief in the night
I don't trust her, so I sleep in my pipe
Killin' by the hoe, these niggas ain't right
On the block, I see play lip and right
See the cops, then I gotta get off
Sneak, this is no my name, that drop salt
Foreign cars, know you hear the exhaust
Porn trees, feel like I made it out
Nigga know the ladies, we quit, they back out
Push up with paint, pour the game
We finna buy your whole case, not no line
Tax my brand, I'm a sign of my mind
Spin the racks for your diamonds, not the sign
This young say she want me, they be lying
Real trans white niggas fakin' they lie
Real hit makin' my 10th year be my prime
Pull up on fake, I'm gonna take it by the iron
Wake up in the drive, I went to sleep in designer
Black truck, spaces backseat, and recliner
Bumped out, get out the V, pour that fine shit
Spin on your block with chops, like Karate Kid
Taxi for the drip, I ain't buy that shit
Put my B-roll in wallet, not my wallet
Total little bitchy fine shit, got a head me
You know we pull up, we slide with no stick
Slut of your block, try how it's off
Try how they got your neighbors poppin' out
I take my favorite drug, BS Grey Glock
I just came out of coma off this act
Shoot the Glock, go for my neighborhood watch
Trippin' off the drug, go sleep it off
Try how they got your neighbors poppin' out
I take my favorite drug, BS Grey Glock
I just came out of coma off this act
Shoot the Glock, go for my neighborhood watch
Trippin' off the drug, go sleep it off
Dissin' on her gang, I ain't blocked out
Reachin' for my chain, stick gon' go plow
Look her for the gang, she can't be my wife
Kid credit, run a wreck day and night
Bought that on her, if I see some, I like
My lil' partner, he's a thief in the night
I don't trust her, so I sleep in my pipe
Killin' by the hoe, these niggas ain't right
On the block, I see play lip and right
See the cops, then I gotta get off
Sneak, this is no my name, that drop salt
Foreign cars, know you hear the exhaust
Porn trees, feel like I made it out
Nigga know the ladies, we quit, they back out
Push up with paint, pour the game
We finna buy your whole case, not no line
Tax my brand, I'm a sign of my mind
Spin the racks for your diamonds, not the sign
This young say she want me, they be lying
Real trans white niggas fakin' they lie
Real hit makin' my 10th year be my prime
Pull up on fake, I'm gonna take it by the iron
Wake up in the drive, I went to sleep in designer
Black truck, spaces backseat, and recliner
Bumped out, get out the V, pour that fine shit
Spin on your block with chops, like Karate Kid
Taxi for the drip, I ain't buy that shit
Put my B-roll in wallet, not my wallet
Total little bitchy fine shit, got a head me
You know we pull up, we slide with no stick
Slut of your block, try how it's off
Try how they got your neighbors poppin' out
I take my favorite drug, BS Grey Glock
I just came out of coma off this act
Shoot the Glock, go for my neighborhood watch
Trippin' off the drug, go sleep it off
