Xan Flac

(álbum: Hey Shootah 2 - 2018)

[Xanman:]
Young nigga trap in trenches
Mac with' a beam like Krillins
Serve em a vic through the fences
Gotta beam on extensions
Big 40 might turn to a [?]
When they facing life these niggas start snitching
Walk around with' a chop got me limping
Remix yo' man like chemist
James Brown off a xan 'cause I'm feeling it
Big 40 in my hand like an instrument
Red dot on his head like he Indian
Gotta tre five shot get yo insulin
Nigga tried to walk down and got popped
Walk down two dogs like Pet Smart
Pull up to the trap like a rest stop
I got keys, I got keys like Mozart
Slide in a foreign, pull up in a go-kart
You in the streets we gotta grow up with' no heart
Slide on yo man with' a stick like I'm Gohan
Yo man dead we out of town we had no parts
Kaydoo smoke 'em make his grandmother cry
Nigga got no block why is you lying
Red beam peep 'em right through the blinds
Trap nigga selling paint while it's drying
Beam on a Glock yo' lil' ass get fried
Peter Pan with' the uzi you flying
Tone walk down nigga you dying
You cannot kill what already died
Kaydoo off the lean you know that he leaning
Walk down on a opp yeah we creeping
Two poles hanging out of the Lincoln
Send a location you know we not linking

[YSW Flac:]
You walk we got drugs like a pop up
Sent a location you know he ain't pop
"Flac where you been?" I was beating the block up
Posted down low I feel like Ibaka
Flac hit his shit they thought it was soccer
It's tucked in my dip, I ain't have a locker
They pray I fall off, they pray that I'm starving
I ain't falling off 'cause clientele shopping
Ain't falling in love these lil' hoes be thotting
I'm saving the hood and my niggas still robbing
I ain't cuffing that hoe cause she got too much problems
Them boys will come get you it ran me a comma
That shit his head now he mama lasagna
I highly advise you to stay out my comments
I highly advise you to keep you some armor
Streets ain't fair tell his people we sorry