Xanman - Foulin’ the Plug lyrics
[Xanman - Foulin’ the Plug lyrics]
Hello, Hey xanman, Hey
Hey, Hey, Hey Bitch what the fuck
Ain't no chain snatchin' bitch
Bruh why the fuck you on the
Phone? You throwin' me off
(Oh my fault, my fault bruh my fault) Fuck
Hello, hello, hello
That nigga home, we gon' run in
Fuck school I don't know
Shit 'bout conjuction
Put a bitch underground Harriet Tubman
Hittin' on yo' bitch, she someone to cum in
Yeah huh y'all mad as shit
Thought the beat was 'bout to come in
Bitch I do that shit on my command
White bitch sniffin' coke, she a molly fan
D12 she know the name of my band
Fuck I messed up
I'm using my stick like I play wit' a puck
I'm scoping his hood in a alias truck
He wanna slide wit' a stick
Then Charlie good luck
Fist bump on the plug, give me Ps for the one
Niggas wouldn't rob me if I gave em a gun
Bustin' a alias bitch ain't gon'
Take care my son
Ima 360 yo' block like a Xbox One
Blue tips in my gun like a crayon
I know some real blood like a Seance
Shoot the nigga in the hood like he Trayvon
They callin' me foul, bitch my name Draymond
(Hey, Hey)
I'm foulin' the plug, I'm foulin' the plug
I'm foulin' the plug
Yeah we slide on the plug
I'm foulin' the plug, I'm foulin' the plug
Slide on the plug, I'm foulin' the plug bitch
Ran off on the plug and
Said that my phone died
Trap phone nigga this ain't no phone I
Shoot a stick, ah that shit hurt
I paid you two bands, where my verse?
My side bitch took my main bitch purse
I don't got it right now
This 45 got 16, R kelly
Pregnant bitch jam shot to the belly
It's gettin' hot in here, Nelly
(Huh, what the fuck is you talkin' bout?)
P for a band pull up to the telly
Whole time we gon' jank yo' ass
Beam on his chest, we play laser tag
So far gone, we gon' Drake his ass
Big AR nigga look like Spetsnaz
I see a plug nigga Ima press that
Big 40 flip a nigga like a tech deck
Fake trap nigga I do not respect it
Fist bump on the plug, give me Ps for the one
Niggas wouldn't rob me if I gave em a gun
Send a alias bitch ain't gon'
Take care my son
Ima 360 yo' block like a Xbox One
Blue tips in my gun like a crayon
I know some real blood like a saiyan
Shoot the nigga in the hood like he Trayvon
They callin' me foul, bitch my name Draymond
(Hey, Hey)
I'm foulin' the plug, I'm foulin' the plug
I'm foulin' the plug
Yeah we slide on the plug
I'm foulin' the plug, I'm foulin' the plug
Slide on the plug, I'm foulin' the plug bitch
Hey, Hey, Hey Bitch what the fuck
Ain't no chain snatchin' bitch
Bruh why the fuck you on the
Phone? You throwin' me off
(Oh my fault, my fault bruh my fault) Fuck
Hello, hello, hello
That nigga home, we gon' run in
Fuck school I don't know
Shit 'bout conjuction
Put a bitch underground Harriet Tubman
Hittin' on yo' bitch, she someone to cum in
Yeah huh y'all mad as shit
Thought the beat was 'bout to come in
Bitch I do that shit on my command
White bitch sniffin' coke, she a molly fan
D12 she know the name of my band
Fuck I messed up
I'm using my stick like I play wit' a puck
I'm scoping his hood in a alias truck
He wanna slide wit' a stick
Then Charlie good luck
Fist bump on the plug, give me Ps for the one
Niggas wouldn't rob me if I gave em a gun
Bustin' a alias bitch ain't gon'
Take care my son
Ima 360 yo' block like a Xbox One
Blue tips in my gun like a crayon
I know some real blood like a Seance
Shoot the nigga in the hood like he Trayvon
They callin' me foul, bitch my name Draymond
(Hey, Hey)
I'm foulin' the plug, I'm foulin' the plug
I'm foulin' the plug
Yeah we slide on the plug
I'm foulin' the plug, I'm foulin' the plug
Slide on the plug, I'm foulin' the plug bitch
Ran off on the plug and
Said that my phone died
Trap phone nigga this ain't no phone I
Shoot a stick, ah that shit hurt
I paid you two bands, where my verse?
My side bitch took my main bitch purse
I don't got it right now
This 45 got 16, R kelly
Pregnant bitch jam shot to the belly
It's gettin' hot in here, Nelly
(Huh, what the fuck is you talkin' bout?)
P for a band pull up to the telly
Whole time we gon' jank yo' ass
Beam on his chest, we play laser tag
So far gone, we gon' Drake his ass
Big AR nigga look like Spetsnaz
I see a plug nigga Ima press that
Big 40 flip a nigga like a tech deck
Fake trap nigga I do not respect it
Fist bump on the plug, give me Ps for the one
Niggas wouldn't rob me if I gave em a gun
Send a alias bitch ain't gon'
Take care my son
Ima 360 yo' block like a Xbox One
Blue tips in my gun like a crayon
I know some real blood like a saiyan
Shoot the nigga in the hood like he Trayvon
They callin' me foul, bitch my name Draymond
(Hey, Hey)
I'm foulin' the plug, I'm foulin' the plug
I'm foulin' the plug
Yeah we slide on the plug
I'm foulin' the plug, I'm foulin' the plug
Slide on the plug, I'm foulin' the plug bitch