Intro
(专辑: Xan Servin' 4 - 2019)
A-AR pistol, Glock.9 We-we do not care that her pops died "Xan what you outside for?" I'm just waiting 'til the
opps slide It-it came with it, I
ain't cop mine Niggas scared, so they on the
opps side Fill his baby bottle with peroxide NIggas trap backwards, they ain't clockwise Off a
bar, got me lunching Slid on him, get to crunkin That's his party, we gon slide to the
function Glock with a
knife like I'm carving a
pumpkin Bullets sharp, so they came with instructions Big drums, like I'm playing percussion Young nigga, start from bottom like dungeons MCM's on my feet, get to stomping "Aye Xan, how much you pay for that stick?" Nothing! Niggas know I
got 4-5's, tumbling He say he trapping, he lied, bluffing He in the
field, we gon' truck him Stop faking nigga, run up your bag British plug keep calling me "lad" My father the
plug, get zips from my dad Two-tone Glock, nigga look like plaid Shoot on the
couch, nigga, DJ Vlad Y'all niggas rap niggas, no collab 250 for a
zip of that gas I
feel like 2Pac, money rag Catch him at the
let out, then he got stabbed I
keep a
pit, call me Brad Slid in a
rental, with no tags I
got a
dog, it don't wag All the
way turnt, Roscoe Dash Pump rip up his vest, like a
tag He ain't want smoke, like a
drag Heard that he hot, he keep tabs We heard he dead, yeah we glad Blow him up, like I'm throwing a
frag Under pressure, niggas turn into fags I
sold him Scooby, nigga, call me Shag I
put a
QP in the
plas-tic Favorite gun is the
MAC-10 Off an addy, feel like Pa-trick Oh he dead, that is past-tense Walk down in a
flat-bed You green for real, you ain't bad-bitch Needles like we giving tats-bitch You ain't killing, why you act-bitch? AR pistol, Glock.9 We-we do not care that her pops died "Xan what you outside for?" I'm just waiting 'til the
opps slide It came with it, I
ain't cop mine Niggas scared, so they on the
opps side Fill his baby bottle with peroxide NIggas trap backwards, they ain't clockwise Off a
bar, got me lunching Slid on him, get to crunkin That's his party, we gon slide to the
function Glock with a
knife like I'm carving a
pumpkin Bullets sharp, so they came with instructions Big drums, like I'm playing percussion Young nigga, start from bottom like dungeons MCM's on my feet, get to stomping