Xanman - Freestyle lyrics
[Xanman - Freestyle lyrics]
Walk with the stick, 4-5, I got the glick
Look, look, look
How you a plug, you not mailing it first?
Rapping niggas wanna lie in their verse
Pockets swole, every day is the first
Big Glock, you better put back that Nerf
Twenty-four clips
I might play for the Lakers
Two plugs, and they both owe me papers
Shake it up, with the Glock, Zendaya
In a Benz, dog goes like a racer brrr
On the block, selling chicken, no fries
He say he gon' slide, I’m already outside
That nigga gon' fold
See a snitch in his eyes
Good pack came in right with my ride
On the block, with a MAC, I feel lucky
Got a Glock, with a knife, like Chucky
I gotta throw away because it got rusty
I cheat the MC Hammer, you cannot touch me
I'm catching pays
I feel like I’m John Madden
I heard a lil' nigga want smoke, well
Who matching?
Open the gas tank, threw in some matches
I got the 50, why you thinking I'm sagging?
Said it's gas, but I opened the plastic
He thought it was sweet
He leak from a napkin
Stick in the club, but I brought a mask in
RuPaul with the stick, we gon' drag him
Put my hand on your son like a pastor
Snake your man, now I'm feeling like Rico
On the block, every day, where my feet go
Every time, it's on sight, like Shego
Look, look, look
How you a plug, you not mailing it first?
Rapping niggas wanna lie in their verse
Pockets swole, every day is the first
Big Glock, you better put back that Nerf
Twenty-four clips
I might play for the Lakers
Two plugs, and they both owe me papers
Shake it up, with the Glock, Zendaya
In a Benz, dog goes like a racer brrr
On the block, selling chicken, no fries
He say he gon' slide, I’m already outside
That nigga gon' fold
See a snitch in his eyes
Good pack came in right with my ride
On the block, with a MAC, I feel lucky
Got a Glock, with a knife, like Chucky
I gotta throw away because it got rusty
I cheat the MC Hammer, you cannot touch me
I'm catching pays
I feel like I’m John Madden
I heard a lil' nigga want smoke, well
Who matching?
Open the gas tank, threw in some matches
I got the 50, why you thinking I'm sagging?
Said it's gas, but I opened the plastic
He thought it was sweet
He leak from a napkin
Stick in the club, but I brought a mask in
RuPaul with the stick, we gon' drag him
Put my hand on your son like a pastor
Snake your man, now I'm feeling like Rico
On the block, every day, where my feet go
Every time, it's on sight, like Shego