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Xanman

Slide Music 2

 

Slide Music 2

(album: Big Plug N*gga - 2019)


[Xanman:]
Ain't no shooter 'cause you taking drugs to do it with
I ain't flexing with no stick, I'm pulling moves with
Slide music, slide the doors on the Honda Accord
You a big trapper, what you living with your father for?

Nigga living with his father, huh
Kick door like I'm 'bout to slide at you, huh

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 with' 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 capping over instrumentals?

That nigga dead, I guess it's sentimental
These niggas acting just like Ryan Reynolds
I'm searching for him, had to find a pistol
That nigga ain't killing, he ain't sliding with' 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 moving 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 moving 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 wearing off, I might spaz a lot
You know that nigga not shooting, he just rap a lot, yeah

Ain't no shooter 'cause you taking drugs to do it with
I ain't flexing with no stick, I'm pulling moves with
Slide music, slide the doors on the Honda Accord
You a big trapper, what you living with your father for?

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 with' 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 capping over instrumentals?

[Lil Yachty:]
Look (Boat)
Talking 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 ranging
Baby Draco get to singing, I'ma sound like Soulja
When I get to telling her I hop out, automatics get to clapping
Slap the clip in, one look at your bitch and she want the dicking
APs, but this shit ain't ticking, all of the clubs, I brought the stick in
Fucking on doctors, fucking on vixens, remember my watch used to be a Nixon
Back when my brother was bringing them bricks in, top tier, niggas hitting them licks in
Bust in the mall, swiping them chips, nowadays, pulling up in the dragon
Magic carpet, nigga feel like Aladdin, whip, inside seats was satin
Feel good on my ass, I'm sagging, calling them plays, feel like I'm Madden
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Xanman:]
Ain't no shooter 'cause you taking drugs to do it with
I ain't flexing with no stick, I'm pulling moves with
Slide music, slide the doors on the Honda Accord
You a big trapper, what you living with your father for?

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 with' 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 capping over instrumentals?

done

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