Xanman - 1800-Call Xan lyrics
[Xanman - 1800-Call Xan lyrics]
Ring, ring, ring, what you calling me for?
I see your name and I press ignore
These niggas not real, they switch on you
I’m a trap nigga I don’t do interviews
I know you not the one I should listen to
‘Cause the one you can bro
Could be spinning you i got it on me
See the Ruger in my hand and
The pain in my eyes cuz said he a shooter
I don’t know why he toting
I got a pager on me, we don’t use T-Mobile
Might shoot out the whip
They like Xan you real, I’m supposed to be
These niggas want smoke me
They don’t want smoke glick in my coat
I’m walking on a tightrope
My chopper sing the high notes
He not a trapper, how you know?
I asked for a zip and he fold
What you got for me? I’m Divo
I’m a big dog, I need bones
I’m in the main, I feel like Cleo
I hop in the Audi truck, Adios
He say that he trapping, he a maricon
I slide on him like it’s new Mario
I keep the gas inside a Tahoe
Might do a hit off a motorcycle
I’m off a bar know i’m feeling psycho
You know that I keep fire, Pyro
I’m in a Camaro, look like a Decepticon
Thank God a young nigga ain’t
Gold like a lepricon
In the trap house, we got a couch and a futon
I get it for the low like I got a coupon
These niggas fold, type of shit you on?
I slide with a AK out the Yukon
Ouu, I told the lil bitch to move on
Mask down, they thought I had a costume on
Ring, ring, ring, what you calling me for?
I see your name and I press ignore
These niggas not real, they switch on you
I’m a trap nigga I don’t do interviews
I know you not the one I should listen to
‘Cause the one you can bro
Could be spinning you i got it on me
See the Ruger in my hand and
The pain in my eyes cuz said he a shooter
I don’t know why he toting
I got a pager on me, we don’t use T-Mobile
Might shoot out the whip
They like Xan you real, I’m supposed to be
These niggas want smoke me
I see your name and I press ignore
These niggas not real, they switch on you
I’m a trap nigga I don’t do interviews
I know you not the one I should listen to
‘Cause the one you can bro
Could be spinning you i got it on me
See the Ruger in my hand and
The pain in my eyes cuz said he a shooter
I don’t know why he toting
I got a pager on me, we don’t use T-Mobile
Might shoot out the whip
They like Xan you real, I’m supposed to be
These niggas want smoke me
They don’t want smoke glick in my coat
I’m walking on a tightrope
My chopper sing the high notes
He not a trapper, how you know?
I asked for a zip and he fold
What you got for me? I’m Divo
I’m a big dog, I need bones
I’m in the main, I feel like Cleo
I hop in the Audi truck, Adios
He say that he trapping, he a maricon
I slide on him like it’s new Mario
I keep the gas inside a Tahoe
Might do a hit off a motorcycle
I’m off a bar know i’m feeling psycho
You know that I keep fire, Pyro
I’m in a Camaro, look like a Decepticon
Thank God a young nigga ain’t
Gold like a lepricon
In the trap house, we got a couch and a futon
I get it for the low like I got a coupon
These niggas fold, type of shit you on?
I slide with a AK out the Yukon
Ouu, I told the lil bitch to move on
Mask down, they thought I had a costume on
Ring, ring, ring, what you calling me for?
I see your name and I press ignore
These niggas not real, they switch on you
I’m a trap nigga I don’t do interviews
I know you not the one I should listen to
‘Cause the one you can bro
Could be spinning you i got it on me
See the Ruger in my hand and
The pain in my eyes cuz said he a shooter
I don’t know why he toting
I got a pager on me, we don’t use T-Mobile
Might shoot out the whip
They like Xan you real, I’m supposed to be
These niggas want smoke me