Xanman - Xan On 2 lyrics
[Xanman - Xan On 2 lyrics]
Yeah wha? Huh? yeah
Yeah, huh? Who keep calling me, bruh!
Yeah, huh? Yeah, yeah, uh
Yeah, yeah yeah
U-U, this an alias Honda
Set 'em up, like Sandra
All black, like the king of Wakanda
I ain't 'bout to run from nothing but karma
Off a bar, do a hit in my pajamas
Migo plug, serving them enchiladas
We gon' catch him at the light, Big Poppa
Wrist in the pot like I'm making pasta, yeah
Where the plug, need the info
Watch how I take his ticket, I'm Lorenzo
Slice the work, now they calling me Kimbo
Got a stick like I'ma boutta play limbo
Slide on a nigga while his mama there, yeah
Creep in the woods like I'm Papa Bear
Got a dog on the cupboard
But a Glock in here no telling on the table
'cause the wock in there
Niggas say he shoot, he ain't make it
Neither heard lil' cuz hot like a baby fever
Two wrongs don't make it right
But it make us even
I was raised in the church
But I'm made with evil
Heard the lil' nigga swiped
We gon' take the Visa
I was born without a mother
Like I'm baby Jesus keep screaming
We gon' hit him with the baby teether
Got a big trap phone, and we have us beepers
Yeah
Shoot at his man, that's what I'm looking for
In the pot like cookie dough
No breaks, I ain't Kurtis Blow
Drug man, like Curtis Snow
Fly him out the window like Shawty Lo
Feel like Lil Wayne, I'm in Hollygrove
Got a Glock in the coat like Supa Moe
Fuck the Burberry, I got the Gucci coat
Two migo plugs, just Raul and Julio
Had another niggas cap in the studio
Pull up with the whip like a rodeo
Uber everywhere, I'm Madeintyo
Heard cuz was hot, seen his portfolio
G-lock, made him shake like the Holy Ghost
Two sticks, just Juliet and Romeo, yeah, uh
I'm on that old shit
Butter knife through your goldfish
Michael Myers, get your throat slit
Got an afro, get stabbed with a 'fro pick
Hol' up, hol' up
Who that in the whip? Oh shit
"Motherfucker you tried to set us
Up?" What? I ain't notice
Chopper rock with a guitar, Nick Jonas
Got a scissor on the Glock, Moses
Yeah, huh? Who keep calling me, bruh!
Yeah, huh? Yeah, yeah, uh
Yeah, yeah yeah
U-U, this an alias Honda
Set 'em up, like Sandra
All black, like the king of Wakanda
I ain't 'bout to run from nothing but karma
Off a bar, do a hit in my pajamas
Migo plug, serving them enchiladas
We gon' catch him at the light, Big Poppa
Wrist in the pot like I'm making pasta, yeah
Where the plug, need the info
Watch how I take his ticket, I'm Lorenzo
Slice the work, now they calling me Kimbo
Got a stick like I'ma boutta play limbo
Slide on a nigga while his mama there, yeah
Creep in the woods like I'm Papa Bear
Got a dog on the cupboard
But a Glock in here no telling on the table
'cause the wock in there
Niggas say he shoot, he ain't make it
Neither heard lil' cuz hot like a baby fever
Two wrongs don't make it right
But it make us even
I was raised in the church
But I'm made with evil
Heard the lil' nigga swiped
We gon' take the Visa
I was born without a mother
Like I'm baby Jesus keep screaming
We gon' hit him with the baby teether
Got a big trap phone, and we have us beepers
Yeah
Shoot at his man, that's what I'm looking for
In the pot like cookie dough
No breaks, I ain't Kurtis Blow
Drug man, like Curtis Snow
Fly him out the window like Shawty Lo
Feel like Lil Wayne, I'm in Hollygrove
Got a Glock in the coat like Supa Moe
Fuck the Burberry, I got the Gucci coat
Two migo plugs, just Raul and Julio
Had another niggas cap in the studio
Pull up with the whip like a rodeo
Uber everywhere, I'm Madeintyo
Heard cuz was hot, seen his portfolio
G-lock, made him shake like the Holy Ghost
Two sticks, just Juliet and Romeo, yeah, uh
I'm on that old shit
Butter knife through your goldfish
Michael Myers, get your throat slit
Got an afro, get stabbed with a 'fro pick
Hol' up, hol' up
Who that in the whip? Oh shit
"Motherfucker you tried to set us
Up?" What? I ain't notice
Chopper rock with a guitar, Nick Jonas
Got a scissor on the Glock, Moses