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Xanman & IDK
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Ayy, woo
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Uh-huh uh, uh-uh uh
Uh-huh uh, uh-uh uh
Put a chop to his head like he special ed
Xan got a big 40
And I still put it down and then rack his ass
Blood all over the scene, blood on the scene it look like a maxi pad
Indian plug hold up
That nigga work in a taxi cab
And I still got grams in the plastic bag
Put the gun brrr
Put the gun brrr brrr brrr hey hey hey
Bitch I'm not a human being
I'm a walking Micheal Myers movie scene
Bust all over her face she told her nigga it acne removal cream
Swimming in that water
She call me big daddy bitch I'm scuba steve
All these internet niggas they need gigabytes and computer screens
Kicked door up then move into a glizzy
21 jump street niggas be smitty
Walked down, because these niggas be sissy
My family be proud they callin' me sticky
Big four of Wock', we ain't sippin' on whiskey
Pull up with a 50, they callin' me Ulysses Grant
My shooter with dreads, he know where your man at
Moon walkin' like Mike Jack, I got spandex
30 bands, got a boujee bitch in black
Rolex watch, they like "where Ben 10 at?"
I'm servin' that shit like Maddy
Throwin' scooby snacks, "okay raggy"
I hit on a bitch, she like "okay daddy"
Went to jail, had a big glock spazzin'
Choppa make em flip, he do gymnastics
Nigga play with them automatics
Brr, put the gun brr
Brr brr brr, hey hey hey
Put a chop to his head like he special ed
Xan got a big 40
And I still put it down and then rack his ass
Blood all over the scene, blood on the scene it look like a maxi pad
Indian plug hold up
That nigga work in a taxi cab
And I still got grams in the plastic bag
Put the gun brrr
Put the gun brr brr brr hey hey,
Hey
How the fuck you a plug with no work?
How the fuck you a killer, no dirt?
Shooters shoot like DaBaby he Kirk
Give his family the blues like a smurf
Used to trap off the phone with a chirp
Servin' outta KD of the earth
All my niggas been G from the birth
Send him up, now he sleepin' in church
You believe it or not you can see what I'm worth
Shake him up and shoot, I call him Durk
She get on top, she gonna squirt
She say "it hurt," cuz it got girth
If I got a bag, she get a purse, sike
Bustin', I'm bustin' a swerve right
I got to take me a trip, flight
Is he a man or a bitch, dyke
Ha-ha-ha-ha, I want a LaFerrari with the top down
Ha-ha-ha-ha, I'm doing pretty good for a Largo dropout
Ha-ha-ha-ha, say that heat, it's cool cuz I'm hot now
Ha-ha-ha-ha, now we in the buildin', these niggas locked out
Brrt, put the gun (Ayy), brrt, brrt, brrt (Ayy, ayy)
Hey hey hey
Put a chop to his head like he special ed
Xan got a big 40
And I still put it down and then rack his ass
Blood all over the scene, blood on the scene it look like a maxi pad
Indian plug hold up
That nigga work in a taxi cab
And I still got grams in the plastic bag
Put the gun brrr, put the gun, brr brr brr hey hey hey
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